Sarah
My name is Sarah and I am five,
My Daddy beats me until I am barely alive.
I do what he says but that's not enough.
He is so strong and tough.
It happens almost every night,
And I don't know what to do.
I stay out of sight,
You would too.
I must be doing something wrong,
Because I'm locked in my room all day long.
Nothing to do and no food to eat,
I am the only one for Daddy to beat.
I wonder if this will ever stop.
Maybe I should tell a friend.
But what would Daddy do if he ever found out?
He would kill me, without a doubt.
I will not tell, not one soul,
To hurt me is his only goal.
What will happen, what is my fate?
It doesn't matter now, it's too late.
Copyright © Kayla Lapointe | Year Posted 2007
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