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by shae r Mar 4, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
She woke up to the yelling Of her parent’s non-stop fight She heard glass breaking as it hit the floor And she held on to her doll real tight She finally got up out of bed And saw her mother being knocked to the ground She took a few steps back wards And tried not to make a sound Hurt filled tears fell from her eyes As she ran back to her room And this little girl desperately wished That it would all be over soon A few minutes had passed When her dad came rushing in And picked her up off her bed His breath smelling of gin He sad “I’m real sorry Heidi But your mums not coming back She has selfishly left us here all alone†He then began to pack When he had gathered the things he needed He rushed Heidi to the front door She felt a little confused As she passed her mother asleep on the floor Outside the police were waiting With guns, dogs and all They handcuffed Heidi's dad And covered her mother, still asleep on the floor Heidi now seventeen She still doesn’t understand How all of her hurt and suffering Could be caused by her father’s hand
by Heidi
Hey great poem ... love heidi xxxx