by Iuchi_ZienSheffield, South Yorkshire, England, UK
Aug 2011 310 Views 3 comments
A child in pain.
The deepest hole, the darkest black,
That's where I live, I can't come back.
You sent me there, when you attacked,
I'm broken now, my body blacked.
I live in fear, a sound, a crack,
I dare not cry, a sound, a thwack.
An accident, it slipped and fall'd,
Mummy please, it's not my fault.
That's where I live, I can't come back.
You sent me there, when you attacked,
I'm broken now, my body blacked.
I live in fear, a sound, a crack,
I dare not cry, a sound, a thwack.
An accident, it slipped and fall'd,
Mummy please, it's not my fault.
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
Not about me, or God forbid my children but somebody out there will see themselves in this, I just hope the darkness is/has faded.You could say this is a tribute to Peter, who's story nearly broke my heart.
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