Bad Dreams

I open my eyes, i get out of bed, my mother walks in, looking like the dead,

she grabs my arm and throws me
down, she is yelling at me, beating me on the ground

i am too weak to fight, i cannot get free, she is beating me with her shoe, "HELP SHE IS BEATING ME!"

the tears become empty, i cried myself out, but she is still hitting me, saying i made her anger in her loudest shout

she kicks me once, in my head, if i closed my eyes, i would be declared dead

i get up crying still, even though there are no tears, i look in the mirror, I'm four again and i feel fear

i am helpless, my strength is no more, i hear her coming again, so i close the door

but she opens it wide, with her belt in hand, a sick smile on her face, she beats me till i no longer stand

she turns the belt over, so the buckle can show, she will strike my head, this i already know

right before she hits me, she grabs my hair, picks me up and lifts her hand, and i wake up from my memory thats nightmare