Here is my poem about a broken home. My family was broken before I was born. My father abused my mother and this happenes all the time around the world. It happenes in many parts of this world. It most stop for all who live it now. Abuse is abuse no matter how you make it look.
Here is my Poem. By Elizabeth A. Kanze 11/12/2009
All Copy Rights Reserved by Elizabeth A. Kanze 2009

"I Fall To My Knees"

I fall to my knees and I cry ,because life is so hard for me ,now.
I am so tired and I am so weak ,because I am dying of a broken heart.
My parents broke my heart along time ago.
This is not hard to understand.
I was a abused when I was a child.

I fall to my knees and I cry ,because life is so hard for me ,now.
I am so tired and I am so weak ,because I am dying of a broken heart.
My parents broke my heart along time ago.
I have lived through childhood sexual abuse.

I am still that little lost child in lost world.

This poem just let me go of so much pain and sorrow. Child a right to live in love and to be safe at all times ,because it's children should have that right. The deep cuts very deep into the soul of a child. I know ,because I have lived it. So many more children are live it ,now. So if you abuse please do something.
Call 911 or let other people help you.