Her Dirty Secret [Down Draft]

Her Dirty Secret - Prologue

PROLOGUE

A POEM FOR THE ABUSED

I sat alone in the cold dark room,

And I knew that he would be home soon.

I really wished that people knew

how much pain I was going through.

I heard a car park outside,

And if someone could hear me I would have cried.

The door opened viciously with a thud,

And I would have ran for it if I could.

I dream of a world where I am free,

But Daddy was already looking for me.

He dragged me out from under my bed,

And I knew he wished that I was dead.

Cowering in fright, I began to plea,

"Please daddy, don't do this to me,"

But I could tell it was already too late.

The alcohol he depended on had already decided my fate.

It wasn't my fault that he lost his wife,

It wasn't my fault that he didn't like life.

He kicked me and punched me,

But I never dared to disagree.

I am used to being shoved against a wall,

I am used to him making me feel so small.

The false laughter, the broken smile,

with the first strike I should have ran a mile.

I am warning you, never hide away,

Never pretend everything is okay.

Get Help, before it's too late...

-Kavanna