LIttle Billy

My name is Billy
I am three
This is the story of my dad and me

It started with the belt
Then the bottle
Now with his hands

He doent know but
I know he feels sorrow
He must feel something
But the scars don't prove that

Tonight i feel his pain
He comes to my room
I'm on my knees giving thatnks
Then my air is gone

I'm up against the wall
Scratching for air
Finally he lets go

I'm on the ground crying
In pain
The bottle comes
Then cracks on my head

My vision is blurring
My mouth is red
I know this is the end

He finally comes
For the last blow
I can see a light
His hand comes down on my neck

The light gets brighter
and is now at its brightest
I can walk and see
I now know i am in heaven now

My name is Billy
I am three
And tonight
My Daddy murdered me

But do not cry
do not mourn
For i am
In a better place now