i sit in complete darkness,
not making a sound,
the door opens slowly,
he creeps in not wanting to be found,
my hands cover my face,
I'm hiding in this tiny place,
i whimper and scream,
all this does is make him mean,
he makes me tired,
makes me hurt,
tourches me till' my skins burnt,
he looks at me,
i turn my head,
he throws me on his bed,
my screams are ear spliting,
the neighbors always hear,
they think i deserve this abuse my dear,
there is no way to hide my fear,
or my tears,
my little Rosalie Anne,
I'll do all that i can,
to save you from that evil man.
Alicia Roseberry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/can-my-life-get-any-worse/
