The Riverbed.

I slowly walked down to the riverbed,
With the apparition of violence echoing in my head,
I gently placed my toe in the ice like water,
But removed it when I hear the cries of my daughter,
I ran to the house to find him leaning over my precious child,
With her blood on his hand and eyes so wild,
I reached out and tried to stop the mistreating,
But this only seemed to worsen the beating,

Once he was done he left us there,
Both of us sobbing with tears of despair,
My little girl of merely three years old,
Had to endure a rage that was uncontrolled,

There was only one-way to spare us the pain and the hurting,
From the man I man I married who was so disconcerting,
I bundled up my angel and snuck outside,
Careful not to be seen, careful to hide,
I once again slipped down to the riverbed,
And laid a gentle kiss on my angels head,

“Now you and I are going to go for a little swim”
I said with a tone that came out to grim,
My baby girl nodded and wrapped her arms around my waist,
I held her close to tighten the embrace,

I took a deep breath and stepped towards our escape,
And in my head images of freedom began to take shape,
The water was chilly and my girl let out cries,
And tears escaped from her baby blue eyes,

I dived under the water and waited till the escape was near,
And that was when I lost all conscious and all fear,
Now my child and I will have no more pain,
The feeling of desperation never experienced again,
Now we will be happy and now we will be free,
And living a life with just her and me.

by shirotora
posted on 02/04/2008