I lay awake at night trying to avoid sleep, <br />Terrified of the nightmares that invade my dreams. <br />Horrible pictures is steady replaying in my thoughts, <br />Making me to afraid to even close my eyes. <br />I could see if they were fictional pictures that I'm seeing, <br />But it isn't. The images is very much a part of my reality. <br />I still remember her lying there looking at me. <br />Her eyes are begging for help but, her mouth is refusing sound <br />As the tears run down her face blending in with the blood on her lip. <br />Her blouse ripped to shreds, breast clawed into by this animal. <br />Her womanhood is been taking away by this creature that I once loved. <br />I still see her fingernails clawing deeper and deeper into the sheets, <br />As his sweat drips on her once virgin skin. <br />Every stroke that he makes is taking a piece of her innocence away. <br />How could he do this to her, my best friend, my own sister, his own daughter. <br />Why aren't I moving trying to get him off of her, why is this fear controlling me? <br />Is it because I'm to afraid to get beat with his belt again, <br />Maybe I'm just glad it isn't me that he is doing it to this time. <br />It wasn't always like this, it got worse after momma die. <br />At first it was only me and her that he beat on molested, <br />But she left us, she overdosed on some sleeping pills to avoid his pain. <br />Leaving us behind for this monster to beat on and rape. <br />What a selfish act if I could say so myself. If it was me I would've killed us too! <br />I wish that he was dead, I wish that someone could hear our cry, <br />I wish that I could live without anymore misery, I wish<br /><br />Craig Mize<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/misery-46/
