Cry for help

I awoke worried last night,

Remembering and trying to forget that horrifying sight.

The pain that pierced through my blood,

Puts the world to shame and the guilt deep down the mud.

I cry loud… for God to hear,

For him to help me against this abuse and notice my tears.

Days pass by.. I am twenty,

And I see my past printing.

The way it slapped my soul,

Every single moment that made me mourn.

I cried loud for God to hear,

But he forgot to notice my tears.

Oh devil.. for don’t abuse another child,

Show some faith and that your heart is kind.

I die every moment even today,

Why do I count mistakes for which I should not pay?

Give me justice my Lord,

Kill that Satan down your sword….