ABUSED

public awarness of abuse and neglect of our young ones.

ABUSED
Why does mommy hate me so,
and why does daddy too?
Locked up in this room all day,
with nothing i can do.

Sometimes i hear them laughing,
with all their friends around.
while i am upstairs starving,
but dare not make a sound.

The door will open sometimes,
as i shrink back to bed,
a drunken fist comes smashing down,
and bangs into my head.

Then comes the verbal onslaught,
of how i am no good.
Sitting there in abject filth,
my tears mixed with blood.

Then locked in darkened room again,
to cry away the pain
and all i do is sit and wait
until it starts again.