I don't know why my daddy hurt me so,
My arm is broken and it hurts to move;
Why he has done this; I'll never know,
I wish this would stop; I wish it'd improve.
Now that I am grown; I fear him no more,
But it's others I fear will hurt me now.
I remember the days that were before,
I want to let go but I don't know how.
No one ever helped me although I tried
I tried to be strong, to pull through it all
To reach out for help; no one paid any mind.
Now I am scarred; and I feel oh so small.
I hid in my closet all through the night,
Hoping that someone would make it alright.
*DISCLAIMER (not a part of the poem): This is not about personal experience!*