My Name Is Anne - A Poem About An Abused Girl Poem by Mysterious Writer 333

My name is Anne,
Anne Kimberley Mc Phee,
I've been abused by my dad,
From the age of three.

I would be locked up without food,
Left to starve to death,
I would be thrown for being rude,
Until I was out of breath.

I would be whipped with a belt,
Burned with a red-hot rod,
Yes, I have dealt with,
All this cruel act of God.

But tonight it will be different,
Yes, I promise, it sure will,
For tonight I will feel significant,
And won't need to take pills.

God might be with me tonight,
Oh, hopefully, He will,
Meaning I might be whipped twice,
And won't be wanted to kill.

Oh my! He's coming!
Quick, hide and pray,
For I can hear him humming,
A tune full of dismay.

'Anne! ' he shouts angrily,
As he opens the door,
And here he shouts unhappily,
'GET ON THE FLOOR! '.

I run to my mum,
I don't do as he says,
For I know what's there to come,
And I surely will disobey.

'Mummy! He's coming! '
'Please help me hide! '
'I can hear him grumbling! '
'Oh mummy, I tried! '

'I tried to be good! '
'Believe me, I did! '
And mummy understood,
For she took me and hid.

'ANNE. COME HERE.'
I hear my daddy shout,
And I felt a tear,
As I bawl out.

'Daddy! Forgive me! '
'I didn't mean to do anything wrong! '
I say, I plea,
Hoping to look strong.

He finds me and mother,
Huddled together beneath the sink,
And with one quick mutter,
He grabs mummy with a blink.

He takes out a knife,
From his jeans pocket,
And takes mothers life,
By inserting it in her eye socket.

'How could you? ' I cry,
For he had killed my mother,
'This will never go by! ',
I sadly mutter.

He had killed my life, my world,
With a blink of an eye,
My poor brain swirled,
As he threw something hard on my thigh.

He threw me,
Whipped me,
Burned me,
Until I couldn't take it anymore.

And on that day,
My body lay motionless,
And with me lay,
Such hopelessness.

My name is Anne,
Anne Kimberley Mc Phee,
And on this sad day,
Daddy killed me.

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I hope you enjoyed this poem about child abuse and sorry for making it too long. I'm entirely against child abuse and I just wanted to say that if you know anyone who is abused REPORT IT IMMEDIATELY. Their life is precious. By telling just one person with a high authority, you could save ones life. Thank you.

~ Anonymous Jojo