Daddy It Hurts

My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better,
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong,
I cant speak at all,
Or else im locked up
All day long.
When im awake im all alone;
The house is dark,
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come home;
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car,
My daddy is back,
From Charlies bar.
I hear him curse,
My name is called.
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try to hide
From his evil eyes.
Im so afraid now,
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping,
Calls me ugly words.
He says its my fault,
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me,
And yells at me more.
I finally get free
And run to the door.
He has already locked it,
And I start to bawl.
He takes me and throws me,
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor,
With my bones nearly broken.
And my daddy continues,
With more bad words spoken.
'Im sorry!', I scream,
But its now much to late.
His face has been twisted,
Into an unimaginable shape.
The hurt and the pain,
Again and again.
"O please God, have mercy!"
"O please let it end!"
And he finally stops,
And heads for the door.
While I lay there motionless,
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Chris
I am three;
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.
((You can help prevent the death of innocent children, It's sick and inhuman.))
But if you read this,
and don't pass it on,
I pray for your forgiveness.
Because you would have to be,
One heartless person,
To not be affected,
By this Poem.
And because you know that you are affected,
Do something about it!
So all i ask you to do,
Is pass this on!
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