Georgia Peaches's blog: "Poems"

Night of Horror

Helpless in a corner,
I feel his fist pummel down.
He knocks over a lamp,
it shatters.

His voice is roaring.
He swears,
once, twice, three times.

I sit there like a helpless puppy,
trembling, frightened.
Then I feel it.

He strikes my cheek.
I wince,
I stare at him in shock.

He smiles,
proud of himself.
My lower lip trembles.
I tell myself to be strong.
I won't cry.
I won't shed a tear.

He strikes again.
His open hand hurts my cheek.
I feel something wet on my lip,
Blood.

I look at him again,
He grins from ear to ear.
Still, I show no emotion.
This angers him more.

My teary eyes watch him as he takes off his belt.
In one swift move,
he's in front of me again.
His eyes glare at me,
mine look back at him.

I hurt,
I'm in pain.
But I show no emotion.

He lifts his arm,
belt in hand.
I look up at him in fear.
I'm choked up
Tears start to fall
as I hear myself scream
"Daddy, no!"