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Small, scared and all alone

This wouldn’t be happening if mom were home,

The lights turn out and I fade away

I know what he is doing is not for play

The pain the suffering if only to bear

For soon it will be over and he will leave over there

Through the door from which he came

Into the night. But to come again.



This game he plays is not fair

I am only a child

And do not dare

To tell the world of the things he does

While mom is away and it’s just us

He is big and I am small

And the times I resist

Are not good at all

For the abuse is bad and the beatings are worse

Must I always live with this curse?



It has been many years since it all did end

Yet in my mind

I live it over again

Never to escape the pain and the fear

That was placed in my life when no one could hear





To fight the battle in my head

And not remember the things he did

To not still cry

And feel the pain

Or live those nights all over again.