My Name is Sarah

My name is Sarah is a sad, creepy poem about the horror of child abuse.

My name is Sarah, I am but three.
My eyes are swollen, I cannot see.
I must be stupid, I must be bad.
What else could have made my daddy so mad?

I wish I were better, I wish I weren’t ugly,
Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.
I cant speak a word, I can do nothing wrong,
Or else I’ll be locked up all day long.

When I wake up, I find I’m alone
The house is dark. My folks aren’t home.
When my Mommy gets back, I’ll try to be nice,
So maybe I won’t get a whipping tonight.

Don’t make a sound, I just heard a car
My daddy is back and drunk from the bar.
I hear him curse as my name he calls.
I press myself against the wall.

I try to hide from his evil eyes.
I’m so afraid I start to cry.
He finds me weeping. He shouts ugly words,
He says it’s my fault that he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me and yells at me more,
I finally get free and I run for the door.
He’s already locked it and I start to bawl,
He grabs me and throws me up against the wall.

I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken.
“I’m sorry!”, I scream but it’s now much too late
His face has been twisted into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain again and again
Oh please God, have mercy! Please let it end!
And he finally stops and heads for the door,
I lay there motionless, sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah, I am but three.
Tonight my daddy murdered me.