(poems go here) Four, Another blow, another hit, another strike, I wish he quit
Another tear that falls from my eyes, some more pain if I dare to cry
I’m okay momma, I try to lie, I can see the anger, in her eye,
She goes after him yet again, but when she leaves I’m his again
Thrown across the room I hit the wall, trying to get away I began to crawl,
He’s right behind me so I give up, I swear I just been hit my a truck,
Crawl in a ball, snot nose and all, the tears, the tears, they just fall
Try to catch my breath; I whisper to myself, hold on Raja, your strength is all you have left

Five years old, I’m trying to be good; I guess my methods for love is misunderstood
I want a hug, maybe a kiss, tell me you love me instead I get hit,
Mommy comes home she sees the bruises, it’s sad because I’m getting use to it
They start yelling, they start fighting, she kicks him out for tonight and,
For this moment I am safe, I get to wake up and see another day,
I go to my bed, I’m still crying, I’ll be okay momma, I’m still lying
I try to catch my breath; I whisper to myself, hold on Raja, your strength is all you have left

Six years old, he's back again; he hits so hard, my head starts to spin
My visions blurry, now I’m worried, mommy hurry, stop his fist of furry
What did I do wrong, what did I do, I’m sorry daddy what did I do to you
I’m sorry father I really am, please don’t, stop, don’t pull my hair
My tears they're falling, I start bawling, he doesn’t care, he still pulls my hair
Look at my arms, look at my legs, look at the bruises everywhere on my hands
I start to cry, I start to lie, it’s okay mommy, I’ll be alright
Try to catch my breath; I whisper to myself, hold on Raja, your strength is all you have left

Sixteen years old, he still haunts my dream, the man that use, to, abuse me
His fist I still fear, his words I still hear, even though he's really not here
Close my eyes I see his face, but now I’m safe by God's grace
Faint little marks, still upon my arms, from where his hits did me harm
But I am still alive, for that I know, and moving forward is where I shall go
The fact that I’m free, still gets to me, I always wondered if this could be
I start to cry, for the first time it's not a lie, I tell my mom I’ll be alright,
I try to catch my breath, I whisper to myself, its okay Raja, your strength is what you have left