Poem -

Happy Again...

Happy Again...

Door slams shut!
Grunts and snarls bellow,
The belt slides from his waist,
Folded sleeves are to follow,
I'm ready to close my eye's,
I'm ready for a painful time,
Why is daddy coming towards me?
Why can't my mammy breathe?
I see blood trickling from her nose,
A vacant stare, her body like stone,
Please daddy, don't!
Please... !
I'm just a child,
My tears fall with an echo of, why?
The stench of alcohol,
Clouded my freedom of thought,
Lash,
After lash!
A ghost resonates in my mammies face,
Haunted by the monsters control of hate,
Numb, from her last beaten,
Battered, bruised and weakened,
But I'm her son,
Who is going to save me?
This can't be my fault,
I hardly ever speak,
Yellow stained finger tips, around my neck,
I wish I wasn't born, this I sadly regret,
I pretend it doesn't hurt, but I'm drowning in my own screams,
My voice is being ignored,
Stop daddy,
Stop daddy,
Please..!
Tonight, his hands push me to the ground,
I'm lost and lonely, no answers to be found,
My childish fears, fill the air,
Mammy has a different glare,
She slowly ponders her life,
For me to live, she grabs a kitchen knife,
She looks me in my crying eyes,
"Sorry son, but daddy has to die"

Why mammy?
Why did anybody have to die?
Why did he treat us like that?
Why,
Why!
The vacant look was accompanied with a glass of wine,
Mammy found it hard to see the light and cherish her time,
Why did the monster take my mammy to hell?
She is still alive, but an empty soul, with darkness to tell,
Now, I'm waiting,
I'm achingly waiting
For her heart back,
For her love back,
That night, she went away,
I just want us to be happy again...

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