This poem brings me to tears everytime I read it.

 

My name is Sarah

I am but three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly.

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all,

I can't do a wrong.

Or else I'm locked up,

All the day long.

When I awake,

I'm all alone.

The house is dark,

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car,

My daddy is back

From Charlie's bar.

I hear him curse,

My name he calls.

I press myself,

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes.

I'm so afraid now,

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl.

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor,

With my bones nearly broken.

And my daddy continues,

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!" I scream

But its now much too late,

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain,

Again and again.

Oh please God. Have mercy!

Oh please let it end.

And he finally stops

And he heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me.

o.o

Dad is horribly sad.. ):

^That rhymed.

Oh my god that is soooooo sad, I can't imagine my dad ever doing that to me. That almost mad me cry

TT^TT OMG THAT IS SO SAD!!!

Sad... sad poem... and to think that there are actually people out there who are like that out there...

Of the few emotions I have left, I am touched once more. A child, still at the age of innocence, murdered by the father, too drunk for care. And now the feeling ends