pitbull01
Active Member
hey everybody,
my girlfriend had a friend send this to her and she send it to me. This has got to be the saddest poem I have ever read. Its kind of long but here it goes.
My name is Sarah
I am but three
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 werent 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
ill 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 charlies bar
i hear him curse
my name he calls
i press myself
against the wall
i try and 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 I run for the door
hes 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
im sorry i scream
but its now much to 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.
There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah and you can help!! This sickend me to my soul and if you just read this and dont pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person not to be affected by this post. And because you are affected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but I also pray for the safety of our youth. Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Please forward this if you are
*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE*~*
~Hannah
"Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."
my girlfriend had a friend send this to her and she send it to me. This has got to be the saddest poem I have ever read. Its kind of long but here it goes.
My name is Sarah
I am but three
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 werent 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
ill 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 charlies bar
i hear him curse
my name he calls
i press myself
against the wall
i try and 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 I run for the door
hes 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
im sorry i scream
but its now much to 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.
There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah and you can help!! This sickend me to my soul and if you just read this and dont pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person not to be affected by this post. And because you are affected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but I also pray for the safety of our youth. Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Please forward this if you are
*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE*~*
~Hannah
"Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."