I fell
With a blow
To my headBlood oozing
Out of my legScratched on my back
Children scream
But none come
To helpThey just sit
Tears in their eyes
Watching
Me
Watching
Them
Watching them
But
Scratch
Tell
Stab
&
All I do is sit there
And take the beating
Expecting the blow
The blow of pain
Taking it inHiding the pain
The anger
The hurt
The sorrowAll I said was sorry
YOU ARE READING
These Words Scream
PoetryHighest Ranking: #12 in Poetry. Mystical Awards Readers Choice Winner in Poetry.