Like a Child
My blood drips down your wall
And my prints run through your hall
Down the stairs and to the door
Where you pinned and beat me even more
I remember when you smiled
As you beat like a child
All the joy you had
Beating out my sad
You turned it into anger
As i felt you were a stranger
I cried and prayed for life
As you whipped out your shiny knife
I ran into my room
You entered as I saw my doom
I screamed until I lost my breath
I hit the floor upon my death
Copyright © Courtney Smith | Year Posted 2008
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