Miracle.....{story of child abuse}

I'm sitting on my bed
its just about four
I'm sitting on my bed
waiting for the blood and gore

she pulls up and
walks through the door
she yells at me
and throws me to the floor

my face is swollen
and i have a black eye
she goes for my sister
but i don't want her to die

so i get up
and limp to her crib
shes starting to bleed
so i grabbed her bib

my moms on a crash
because shes on meth
shes been asleep for 2 days
man i hopes she sleeps to death

i haven't ate for 2 weeks
and all i drink is water
how can i deserve
my sister like a daughter

my mom now awake
sticks the injection in
she now high hits me
and now the lights begin to dim

and now i see the light
am i really dead
or am i just waking up
this fear i truly dread

i wake up to find
a nurse in my room
and she says its allrite
no longer will i have no gloom

she says its time to go
she takes me and my sister
but my friends say
i should miss her

today the month of June
I'm now 15
i would have a horrible life
o it would only seem

but thats where i draw the line
that horrible day you see
from that day on
the better life for me

see god gave me a miracle
not just a mom and dad
but he gave me life
for that i am glad

see then my freshman year
another one i got
his name is alan
tho we sometimes fought

i love him like family
he is a true friend
anyone would want
and i mean that till the end

well god took him away
even thought he's not dead
he's mad at me for
things i did and things i said

i want to call him
but still i get some fear
because if i call him
i'ld prolly end up in tears

he dosent' really know
the things about my past
but somehow i wish i could
tell him i want his friendship to last

i dont' care what he says
or even if i cry
because if alans not my friend
all thats left is to die

but you see my sister now is gone
so is alan too
but how would you like everything
you hold dear taken from you

see alan dosent' know
all of what i say
because he dosent' talk to me
not even till this very day

its been months since i've
heard his voice
but its not my fault
not even by choice

i've tried o so hard
just to talk to him
but the chances of us bein friends
again are very very slim

what else can i do
do you want me to beg
better yet give a
arm or even my leg

maybe he hates me
but yes i still grieve
because eveyone i love
ends up leaving me

What about Tashawni
Jasmine Too
i'd prolly end up dieing
if it weren't for you

niki tashawni, and cortney
dint go away
when things werent'
exactly goin my way

see thos are just one
of the many fo that i'm glad
no longer will i gloom
no longer will i be sad

Please comment please i would like to hear what you think this is the real life story of my child abuse .....please comment......i reallly need to know to make me feel better