Post by alostandbrokensoul on Nov 13, 2004 14:08:27 GMT -5
Her image of perfection
shatters before her eyes,
her life of misery
her lists of lies.
She doesnt know
what she has done,
to anger her father
but she knows what's to come.
One hit then two
she drops to the floor,
the taste of blood in her mouth
the memories of before.
A kick to the side
the breaking of ribs,
black and blue eyes
a battered up kid.
A hand at the throat
a slap to the face,
cursing and profanity
a family disgrace.
A tear streaked face
with blood in the mix,
couging and choking
adding vomit to the mix.
He stalks out the door
after he hits her in the head,
she gets up off the floor
and makes her way to her bed.
She wakes to her screaming
tangled with in her sheets,
lost within the web of nightmares < fav. stanza!
that she's woven in her sleep.
Her head is pounding
she can not think,
she knows her father
went out for another drink.
His car pulls up
she begins to cry,
she prays for mercy
to just flat out die.
The slam of the door
her name being yelled,
he pulls her by the hair
his anger's not being held.
A punch and a kick
she becomes numb to the pain,
she starts to understand
she's not the one to blame.
Alcohol indused anger
emotions gone away,
a battered broken child
who's father beats each day.
A slow moving ambulance
the body of a girl,
who's alcoholic father
just beat her out of this world.
The story of a girl
who died that day,
because no one took the time
to ask if she was ok.
shatters before her eyes,
her life of misery
her lists of lies.
She doesnt know
what she has done,
to anger her father
but she knows what's to come.
One hit then two
she drops to the floor,
the taste of blood in her mouth
the memories of before.
A kick to the side
the breaking of ribs,
black and blue eyes
a battered up kid.
A hand at the throat
a slap to the face,
cursing and profanity
a family disgrace.
A tear streaked face
with blood in the mix,
couging and choking
adding vomit to the mix.
He stalks out the door
after he hits her in the head,
she gets up off the floor
and makes her way to her bed.
She wakes to her screaming
tangled with in her sheets,
lost within the web of nightmares < fav. stanza!
that she's woven in her sleep.
Her head is pounding
she can not think,
she knows her father
went out for another drink.
His car pulls up
she begins to cry,
she prays for mercy
to just flat out die.
The slam of the door
her name being yelled,
he pulls her by the hair
his anger's not being held.
A punch and a kick
she becomes numb to the pain,
she starts to understand
she's not the one to blame.
Alcohol indused anger
emotions gone away,
a battered broken child
who's father beats each day.
A slow moving ambulance
the body of a girl,
who's alcoholic father
just beat her out of this world.
The story of a girl
who died that day,
because no one took the time
to ask if she was ok.
