Jack

I hear the song on the radio And it brings to life my past. I hear the sadness and anger in his voice And remember I felt like that too. I remember when he hit you Although I know he hit me too. I just can’t remember that part. I’ve blocked it out of my head. I can feel my body tremble As I peak through the bedroom door. I see him standing there With your hair in his hands. My body jumps everytime your head hits the door. I wish I could do something to stop him As your body hits the floor. I feel so helpless even now. He never had any strength inside him So he had to steal our own. He fed upon the rush it gave him When his anger took control. I remember when Mom finally realized What was going on. She had hid the truth from herself Cuz she was too weak to handle it. But we were strong. Even though we were so young For he tried to take away our individuality And make us what he wanted. He never did succeed We finally sent him to jail But my body still shakes at the sound of his name. I just can’t pretend it didn’t happen. I remember being so afraid When I heard that He had been set free. I still fear that he’s out there. I know he’s probably preying on someone’s weakness Because we made him realize That children are more powerful then he was. For we beat him without using violence. Written March 25th, 2002 © on Mar 25 2002 12:37 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10