HELP ME

A Poem by NENA^

she closes her eyes to find a place with beauty and grace
to bad when she opens her eyes everyone and everything makes her cry
all the screaming and the yelling,
all the bruises and the swelling
all the time taken away
like a kid she wants to play but she cant because they might see all the bruises her parents leave
the teachers ask but she puts on a mask
to hide the true things they do
she just ask to herself..why doesn't someone help...well times up..its done..no time to cry...she is going to die...