Stacy Day Poet I do not know?

The Price

This is the price you pay 
For child abuse
Can you feel me
I cant feel you

All alone 
Lying in bed
I’m asleep
Soon I’ll be dead

I’m in your room 
As I wake from light
Your upon me
Something ain’t right

I open my eyes 
And see your face 
I’m scared to death
My heart starts to race

I look in your eyes
There is no shame
Down below 
I can feel the pain

I try to push you 
I’m not ready
Its no use 
Your to heavy

You close your hand
Over my mouth 
As I try to yell 
And scream for help

You grab my shoulder
And turn me around
Push my face
To the ground

I can’t breathe
I’m gasping for air
I’m hysterical now
But you don’t care

This is it 
This is all 
It’s what you get
You broke the law

You pay the time 
But I paid the price
In your cell
I hope their anything but nice

This is the price you pay 
For child abuse
Can you feel me
I cant feel you.

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