Ashley Finical

I heard the footsteps coming and I knew this would be another long night

And something inside me screamed this time it really isn’t right

The words he was saying were ruthless and cruel

And each time he hit me I sat there and obeyed each and every rule

I sat there blank faced and scared knowing that I couldn’t cry

For I knew what would happen if he saw the tears in my eyes

Each and every swing felt worse and worse

And then all I wanted was to be dead in a hearse

He got real close and whispered, “Bitch, I wish you weren’t alive”

And all I was thinking was you’re right, I wish I wouldn’t survive

He threw against the wall then proceeded to pin me to the ground

He hit me again, covered my mouth, not letting me make a sound

I started to struggle and tried to release myself of his forceful grip

Then the next thing I heard was a loud, horrifying rip

His hands were cold and I cringed at first touch

I don’t understand how a father could hate his daughter so much

I froze and I couldn’t believe that this was really going on

I just kept looking at the clock wanting him to be gone

I tried so badly not to think of the sharp pain

And this wasn’t part of his usual game

I closed my eyes wishing the time would just pass by

And that next time I opened them I would be up in the sky

He pushed harder and harder and excruciating pain was all I felt

The next thing I heard was the unbuckling of his belt

Something happened inside of me that I can not explain

I got this surge of energy and said, “F you and your reign”

Somehow, someway I got out just in time

But what he had already done will never get out of my mind

From then on my life has been forever changed It was like all I knew had been rearranged

I hate him with everything I have in me and so much more

And one day I want to end this war.



This poem was written by Ashley Finical, not myself. I told her I’d share it on my blog and allow you, the readers, to see her writing and appreciate it. 

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