It wasnt my fault...

"I was not my fault!"
I cried to my dad,
"I swear i didnt do it,
please dont be mad!"

He shoved me in a closet
"Dont lie to me son!"
as he smacked me and yelled
"You know what you've done!"

I was confused and upset
I was sure he had been drinking
i could smell it in his breathe
and it had affected his thinking

Tears ran from my face,
I was bruised and sore,
i tried to get out,
but he had locked the closet door

"Mum!" I cried
Where could she be?
Maybe he hurt her,
just like he had hurt me...