The silent tears of a child
beaten black and blue.
Echo in the empty rooms
but no one has a clue.
She knows she's hit for a reason
although it seems a bit unclear.
That she should be hit again and again
and wake every morning in fear.
Her daddy often told her
he does it out of love.
But why does he turn on her
when she offers him a dove.
It doesn't really hurt anymore
when he hits her in the face.
It's when the people look at her
and shake their heads in disgrace.
The little girl,dark hair and eyes
is so pretty all dressed in white.
Except for the sad look on her face
for fear, as she turns out the light.
The silent tears of a child ..
beaten black and blue.
Echo in the empty rooms..
And no one has a clue.
Tisa_
This Poem was written by me.
Yes I was abused as a child and as an adult.
If you are keeping your dark memory
I ask you to get help to become strong again
I have linked a site below that may help you.
It is important to know "You are not alone"
And you can find peace.
Teddy Bear Hugs
Ufonda(Tisa_)
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Updated...June 24, 2000
