Child Abuse Leads to Teen Suicide

fist in the jaw

knee in the back

elbow in the ribs

can you imagine that

rank breath of cigarettes and beer

in her face as he goes near

her tears blanked out from the fear

pain racking her body as the blows land

she wishes there was someone there to hold her hand

she hears his breathing above her labored and intense

later her escape plan shall commence

the gun hidden under her bed the only way

she'd rather escape this place instead of stay

she doesn't understand why he hates her so much

when all she's ever wanted was his love

he's finally done and leaving her room

back downstairs with his shrooms

she slowly rises from the floor to the bed

reach under and get the gun to press to her head

safety unclicked with a bullet in the chamber

thoughts in her head warn her of the danger

unheeded she gently squeezes the trigger

her last thought is I'm sorry I was a mistake

it was simply too much for me to take

in this world where the pain is too much

sick of this place with so many things used as a crutch