Dead At 3 Poem by ashley carmella

Dead At 3

Rating: 5.0


Wanna know a secret? I am only 3,
Today right after day care, my daddy yelled at me.
So when i got back home, I tried to be real nice,
So that my daddy wouldn't beat me up twice.
My mommy is no better,
She always slaps my face,
She said, 'I shouldnt have given birth to such a disgrace.
Then i go to my room,
I cry all night long
I really don't know what in the world i have done wrong.
Then my daddy found me and grabbed me by the neck,
Now my head and my arms and legs are such a wreck.
My daddy picked me up and took me to an alley,
I said, 'I need God, my REAL daddy! ! '
My dad got in his truck, i guess he put it on 'R'
because before you can say LOOK OUT! he ran me over with his car
My name is Ashley and I am only 3
Today right after day care, my daddy murdered me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shekhar Joshi 03 July 2009

horrifying stuff........i don't know y but i think things like that really happen..........you wrote the poem wonderfully and depicted the situation perfectly........ excellent work...... ;)

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Greenwolfe 1962 09 July 2008

I guess I admire creativity above all things. This is one magnificent poem. I think I shall take it as a favorite. It is like something you just want to keep. GW62

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Serenity Prayer 07 July 2008

wow...thats horrible. i want to go beat up 'parents' like that like. i never understood how anyone could hurt their own child. great job writting this though.10.

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