my name is Sarah
i am but 3
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad?
i wish i were better
i wish i weren't ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still want to hug me
i cant speak at all
i cant do a wrong
or else im locked up
all the day long
when i awake im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come
i'll try and be nice
so maybe ill get just
one whipping tonight
dont make a sound!
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from Charlie's Bar
i hear him curse
my name he calls
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his evil eyes
im so afraid now
im starting to cry
he finds me weeping
he shouts ugly words
he says its my fault
that he suffers at work
he slaps me and hits me
and yells at me more
i finally get free
and run for the door
he's already locked it
and i start to bawl
he takes me and throws me
against the hard wall
i fall to the floor
with my bones nearly broken,
and my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", i scream
but its now much too late
his face has been twisted
into unimaginable hate
the hurt and the pain
Oh God please have mercy!
oh please let it end!
and he finally stops
and heads for the dorr,
while i lay there motionless,
sprawled out on the floor

My name is Sarah
i am but 3
tonight my daddy
murdered me.

--kayan

*someone else wrote this*