What Do You Do?

by Lushed   Dec 29, 2004


When i was a child.
At night I would hide alone inside my room.
I'd still hear the fighting outside
But in the corner I could Hope...
Hope it would be over soon.

I hear more glasses breaking.
More yelling and screaming.
And crying from her.
But, maybe if I'm lucky tonight,
He'll leave me alone, if I stay out of his sight.

He's supposed to be the one to guide you.
Saving you from hidden monsters.
He should love you.
But what do you do..
When its him that's hurting you?
Hating you?

Killing you?

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  • 19 years ago

    by Incognito

    Your poem makes me angry because it opens my eyes just that little bit more to all the horror of the world. But it is very well written you have done a good job, take a bow.
    -Incognito

  • 19 years ago

    by Idiosyncratic

    and by the way, thanks sooo much for your comments I really appreciate them, sorry I write bad comments compared to the ones you write but you have AWESOME poetry =)
    -Erica

  • 19 years ago

    by Idiosyncratic

    awesome poem, very nicely done. I loved the entire last part, it's an excellent ending. great work!

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