> > My name is Chris > > > >I am 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 weren't ugly, > > > >Then maybe my mommy > > > >Would still want to hug me. > > > >I cant do a wrong > > > >I cant speak at all > > > >Or else im locked up > > > >All day long. > > > >When im awake im all alone > > > >The house is dark > > > >My folks arent home > > > >When my mommy does come home > > > >I'll try and be nice, > > > >So maybe ill just get > > > >One whipping tonight. > > > >I just heard a car > > > >My daddy is back > > > >From Chariles bar. > > > >I hear him curse > > > >My name is called > > > >I press myself > > > >Against the wall > > > >I try to hide > > > >From his evil eyes > > > >Im so afraid now > > > >I'm starting to cry > > > >He finds me weeping > > > >Calls me ugly words, > > > >He says its my fault > > > >He suffers at work. > > > >He slaps and hits me > > > >And yells at me more, > > > >I finally get free > > > >And run to 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 a unimaginable shape > > > >The hurt and the pain > > > >Again and again > > > >O please God, have mercy! > > > >O 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 Chris > > > >I am three, > > > >Tonight my daddy > > > >Murdered me
This is a really sad poem...im not sure if its true or not but it has a moral to it...your parents dont call you pretty or handsome cause they have to...they call you pretty or handsome cause its true...Chris was wonderful on the inside but on the outside he wasnt the same as everyone else so his parents beat him...they were drunks and that shows the effect that drinking can do to someone...is that what you want... Just remember these things: Look on the inside not the outside be nice to people who arnt the same as you... NEVER drink alcohol...
emo-takeovertheworld_chan · Fri Jul 07, 2006 @ 02:26pm · 0 Comments |