I remembered all the nights I fell asleep on the floor
I remembered all the nights I fell asleep on the floor...
beaten so hard it hurt to move... beaten for no reason! No FUCKING reason at
all!! I remembered all the nights when he would come home... I could smell the
beer on his clothing... his breath... the horrible odder filled my room. He
left burses on my small weak arms where he would grab me to drag me out in to
the living room. What came next was always the same...
"Andersons' DONT cry!!" he would yell at me when
I lost my battle to hold my tears in. If I had the strength I would cry out for
help to anyone that could hear me, but no one came.... NOT a single person...
not even my FUCKING MOTHER who stood their to watch. So I just lay there...
waited for him to release all his anger on to my small body. Some times the
beatings would hurt so much I wouldn't feel the pain any more... I would beg
for those beatings... where everything blacks out... Most nights the beatings
where so bad I couldn't even crawl back into my room. So I just lay there,
silently crying my self to sleep in the puddle of blood from all of my cuts.
Finally… I couldn't take it… I COULDN'T STAND the pain….
Couldn't stand it any more. I wanted to be free, free from his FUCKING
beatings. So I ended the pain, I ended it all. As I watched my blood trickle
down my wrist, staining this paper for anyone to read, I knew I was finally
free… I've finally won…. He could no loner hurt me…