Abused

The beautiful girl that lives down the street The one that has bruises from being beat. Her heart is frail, she’s lost all hope, Her moms new boyfriend hits her to cope. She’s limping because this nasty man Where her mother is is unknown Her eyes are scared and full of fright because she is afraid to be alone. The bruises started yellowing. She was in much pain. The tears fell down her little face And outside it began to rain. At school she was a quiet one. No one knew her name. The teachers, they said nothing Even though they saw her pain. One day when we watched the news a picture of a familiar face I felt the tears build With greatest sadness and despair It said that she was killed. Loud tears filled my home As I thought of that little girl Who now would never see Her future in this world.