Child Abuse

I’ve been beaten, burned, whipped and thrown
Slapped and scratched for no reason known
My skin tells the story that I wished to ignore
But the scars of my heart got deeper than before

And so did the razor that was cutting my wrist
My face became numb but I still felt your fist
Pounding and smashing as I was covered in red
Hope you’re happy now father, your daughter is dead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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May 20, 2013 at 9:34 PM
Julie, this is a very touching and a very sad poem... Many will read this and relate to this kind of abuse or other forms of abuse. God, bless us all, especially the one's who found the strength in knowing we are not alone..... Congratulations, in Susan's "ABUSE" contest... Goodnight **PD
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May 19, 2013 at 9:33 PM
A deep winning poem of abuse. Congratulations, *Luv ~ SKAT~
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