Poems with Hart

My name is Sarah

I didnt write this poem but I found it as a copy and paste on a profile but it really got to me andI wanted to post it

My name is Sarah

I am but three,

My eyes are swollen

I cant see,

must be stid 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 can't speak at all I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked

All the day long

When I awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get justOne whipping tonight

Don't 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 and hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid

I'm sradishing 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 I run for the door

He's already locked it

And I sradish 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 much too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me