Tired of seeing my dad
Beating my mom
She's so beautiful, so fragle
So thin, so quiet
Only her tears, re-live
Each beating
Her soul is silent
Bruised beyond any feelings
Imprisoned
No money, no where to go
I've been witnessing
This since I can remember.
~~*~~
He arrives intoxicated
Demanding food
Mom suffers being slow
A smack, a punch
Kicks when she's down
Pretty soon,
She won't be around
I swear
This will end tonight
He falls asleep on the sofa
like clock work
Smelling like booze and beer
Tonight mom
Will sleep without any fear.
~~*~~
I'll lay wait
Before mom is killed
Or driven insane
I hear him snoring
Like a monster, in a bad dream
I reach for the hammer
In the tool box
Sneak towards him
With both hands, over my head
Slam it on his forehead
Over and over again
Until his left arm
Falls to the floor
like a wet rag
He never made a sound
While mom was doing the laundry
No one was around.
~~*~~
Between aches and pains
Tears will melt in time
Before she goes insane
The hammer was heavy
It dropped to the floor
As I walked, like a zombie
Right out, my front door
Mom will never suffer again.
I walked outside
walked around for several blocks
A policeman approached me
Ah! my lad
Are you lost now?
No I replied
My mother is inside this store
How old are You, I was asked?
Seven years old sir
Than you best get back
Stay with your mommy.
Tears here.
So tragic and very very sad
youve done a great job on this horrific subject
Reviewed by Divinity 11 (Reader)
Reviewed on January 2, 2004
*GASSSSSSP, oh my god.......
this was so good
i have a short film that is done somewhat like that where you hear a woman's inner monolouge speaking of a man and how he touches/talks to her and at the end she says, i wonder if he'll be at my eighth bday..it is the begginning to the documentary i am working on dealing with phys/sexual abuse of females
thank you thank you thank you for sharing this one
If REAL: Go To An Attorney, Put His Ass In Jail, Get Restaining Order Have Him Removed From Your(Life) Home,i.e. My Childhood Bastard Father I Did It -- You Can Do It Too_
It Will Only Destroy You!
TRASK
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on December 31, 2003
William....
This was heartbreaking....so vivid and chilling..
Writes like this as hard as they are to read.......are so needful.
My Mother worked in emergency at the hospital for some years......the abuse victims she had seen during that time were dreadful…black, blue and bloodied......and yet.....most of them wouldn't tell.....they fell over or the like.
Fear will do that and shame.
Life can be cruel.
Excellent poem. ty, and Happy New Year.......Dani
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on December 31, 2003
Extremely well written and takes the reader right into the events, as if they are personnally witnessing it. Great write.
Oh William,
This sent chills up my
spine...
Years ago I was in an abusive marriage...
For a while there, he
managed to break me down.
Yet, I would not let
him break my spirit....
I have been free from
him now for 15 years.
Never felt more happier.
I could feel the pain behind this....
Excellent write of abuse.
Though very heartbreaking.
Oh william, what a gripping horrific write this is! I know it happens , but you told it with such expertise it chilled my bones. Fantastic write. Best of new years to you William!
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on December 31, 2003
Reminds me of McCourts Angelas ashes, stirringly written..
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So tragic and very very sad
youve done a great job on this horrific subject
this was so good
i have a short film that is done somewhat like that where you hear a woman's inner monolouge speaking of a man and how he touches/talks to her and at the end she says, i wonder if he'll be at my eighth bday..it is the begginning to the documentary i am working on dealing with phys/sexual abuse of females
thank you thank you thank you for sharing this one
jessica
aka
gypsie
I know what you are talking about....!!
I grew up with alcohol abuse...and still living it!!
Do you still have that hammer......?
I think I need it as we speak!!
Don't think I will use it...but you never
know when a nail gets outa place you know!!
Love Tinka
It Will Only Destroy You!
TRASK
This was heartbreaking....so vivid and chilling..
Writes like this as hard as they are to read.......are so needful.
My Mother worked in emergency at the hospital for some years......the abuse victims she had seen during that time were dreadful…black, blue and bloodied......and yet.....most of them wouldn't tell.....they fell over or the like.
Fear will do that and shame.
Life can be cruel.
Excellent poem. ty, and Happy New Year.......Dani
This sent chills up my
spine...
Years ago I was in an abusive marriage...
For a while there, he
managed to break me down.
Yet, I would not let
him break my spirit....
I have been free from
him now for 15 years.
Never felt more happier.
I could feel the pain behind this....
Excellent write of abuse.
Though very heartbreaking.
Happy New Year
Trixie :)