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by geordiegaviino on 23 August 2010 - 11:08
Your eyes are so blue that they out do the bruises on your face
Your weight is so light it will be like a feather on my back
Your soul is so beautiful it’s like watching a angel walk past
When you look across a room and you feel that no one cares about the pain in your eyes
When you bend down and you feel the mark burning on your back
When you beg for mercy, but the creature won’t stop
Don’t let yourself think that his angels have forgot
Don’t you let them tell you that he doesn’t watch
You will search the bin for more food tonight
You will fall once more out the back door
You will cry to the stars but no reply comes back
When you walk up the stairs you won’t feel the bat
When you fall you won’t see the steps go by
The moment you wake, you will see his light
You will hold his hand as he walks you home
He will show you the reasons for your pain
As the world moans the passing of a child
The mother is alone in a cell, which is her place
The father will beg for mercy as he watches the clock
The world makes a law dedicated to your face
by Equalizer on 23 August 2010 - 12:08

by Red Sable on 23 August 2010 - 20:08
LOL

by yellowrose of Texas on 23 August 2010 - 20:08
And I'm still here ."
I assume the death of a child thru abuse.
The news is full of them this last month including the two in the car by the mother sitting in Jail.
Here in Texas , 3 men and one women sentenced to life in prison for killing babies and one was for the excuse "exercism of the Devil from a baby who cried day and night"
UNIMAGINABLE
THE DEVIL WALKS AMONG THE MEN AND WOMEN DOING THESE CRIMES OF ABUSE.
YR

by yellowrose of Texas on 23 August 2010 - 20:08
And I'm still here ."
Oooops triple post so I posted some rose pictures my favorite


by yellowrose of Texas on 23 August 2010 - 20:08
oops
They just didn't last that long. Red roses from my kids on my birthday...something my deceased hubby ask them to do the rest of my life.
YR

by Red Sable on 23 August 2010 - 21:08

by dogshome9 on 23 August 2010 - 23:08

Even just the thought of one abused child is one too many.
Why is child abuse soo hard to wipe out?
Where did parenting skills go?
I only wish that I had some answers.
I thank God every day for being born into a loving family of 5 children and though at times I knew that I was in real trouble I can rarely even remember being smacked by my parents.
by Sam Spade on 24 August 2010 - 00:08

by Red Sable on 24 August 2010 - 00:08
I was born into a family of 8. My parents had a 'wash stick' they used to threaten us with to get us to go to sleep. They had to run our family like an army boot camp almost, as we were all 14 months apart. I know my mom feels guilty about alot of things, but many out there had it much worse.
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