Monday, March 7, 2011

Abuse isnt the answer.

I feel like im walking on air, Im floating, im leaving my happy place into an emotional skitzophrenic mind,
I see them all around me, i see the skin falling off their bones, i see the blood the cutts the bruises, i hear the muffled screams, I here the noises the knife makes when it enters the poor victims body, the sound the gun makes when its fired. I dont understand why these horrible things happen. You see this little girl walking down the street, in an old tattered dress, her long dirty ratted hair a mess and her bruised up bloody body, she looks at you with that red puffy tear stained face, she limps towards you, she takes your trembling hand in her fagile black and blue hands, you look into those bloodshot brown eyes, she looks at you pleadingly and begs for you to help her, she says im scared daddies gonna hurt me again tonight, you start to tremble and shake then the tears come out, you cant help her shes already dead. What is it gonna take to stop all this disgusting abuse. When is it gonna get through there freakin heads that were human too? Im so freakin sick of this crap. These people are sick, and if your reading this and your one who is being abused dont be afraid to reach out, I did and it helped me. No one deserves to be treated like that.

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