Fear of Abuse
Caw, caw, caw!
The crow goes.
Boom, boom, boom!
My heartbeat grows.
I stare at my window Waiting, waiting.
Fear enveloping my mind and soul.
"He's here, lay down and don't move." My mom says quietly.
I lay on my bed pretending to sleep.
My mom walks out the room.
Shouts, screams, crashes of glass.
I lay on my bed, still.
Heartbeat rising, rising, rising!
I cry and whisper, "Please don't come into my room."
My step dad walks. Boom, boom, boom!
His footsteps grew louder.
Shaking, silence, fear, and despair.
"Save me!", I pray in my head.
He reaches over, I close my eyes tight and pretend to be sleeping.
He walks away, my mom walks in sobbing, weeping.
She lays next to my little brother, holding him in her arms.
Caw, caw, caw!
The crow goes.
The fear of abuse. I only know.
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