Patched Up Heaven by Ben Franklin

Put downs,
put downs
Is all she ever heard,
to have something positive thrown her way
was to her so Absurd.

Dad would always hit mum,
always thinking of himself,
he took his Stressful job home with him,
could only Focus on his future wealth.

Her mum would be a typical mum,
cleaning the house and looking after the kids,
but she felt like air trapped in a jar,
just waiting for someone to open the lid.

Dad was hot some days
and cold on others,
his freezing Temperature would mean that everyone
would have to suffer.

His Attitude would change like the wind,
"your fat,
your ugly,
oh Im sorry,
your Beautiful
your Lovely".

Leaving me to comfort Mum
when you left her with a Bruise on her face
and a tear in her eye,
you said mum fell down the stairs,
I may of been young but I knew the truth
from a lie.

Then you went to far with your abuse,
beat her black and blue,
she took her life the next day
and left a note Addressed to her
"darling husband stu"....

"My darling Stu, 19/2/03

we fell in Love and sparks flew,
you treated me like a princess
always putting me first,
you said you would love me through the happy times
and the worst.

We had our darling daughter when I was aged 19,
she was a blessing from heaven,
but it all seemed to go down hill when she hit age 11.

Job came first,
we came third
her at work came second,
oh,you didnt think I knew,
a short skirt
long legs,
her name was Sue.

Staying late at the office,
telling me you had work to do,
your daughter was crying because for 3 days she had not
seen you.

But I've decided to end it all,
selfish you may think,
but I couldnt take anymore beatings after you have had a drink.

Please treat our daughter the way you did
up unto she hit 11,
and then maybe we can patch things up and be a family again
when you both come and join me in
Heaven."
xxx

Ben f (82.2.255.18) -- Tuesday, April 11 2006, 02:33 pm

inspiration...
The inspiration for the last part of the poem(the letter) came from a book called "the lovely bones" which a dear friend let me borrow.The idea of somone watching from heaven leaves you witha feeling of peace.Highly recomended read.

Catyrose (128.123.221.120) -- Tuesday, April 11 2006, 04:04 pm

tears
fell as I read your words. They hit very close to home. Would you mind if I printed out your poem to pass on to those I know who have been or are currently victims of domestic violence? I'm sure these words will touch their hearts as well. And I pray that it will open someone's eyes, who is very dear to me.Thank you so much for sharing your poem and info. on the book.

Ben f (82.2.255.18) -- Tuesday, April 11 2006, 06:52 pm

of course you can....
print the poem out,more then welcome,hope it helps.thanks for reading.

Catyrose (128.123.220.131) -- Wednesday, April 12 2006, 01:41 am

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thanks much!

Ben f (82.2.255.18) -- Tuesday, May 2 2006, 08:13 pm

catyrose...
did the poem help at all?

Catyrose (128.123.220.17) -- Wednesday, May 3 2006, 05:35 am

too soon to tell
but the poem did leave an impact. The person isn't ready to leave yet, but she is thinking about it. Thanks for asking, and you can never tell. Maybe the words will come to mind and she'll have the courage to get out one of these days before it gets as bad as you described. Thanks again for letting me use your poem.

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