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It all started with when Daddy did rise


AnotherBrokenDoll

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Once again want to make it clear that i have never been through abuse. This is just a poem of emotions and feelings, not actualy events.

 

She walks through the door,

Her Daddy does rise,

She knows whats coming,

Angry cries.

 

She screams back,

As loud as she can,

Tries to drown him out,

But he won't let her, he is an angry man.

 

She runs to her room,

Slams that damn door,

Yells into her pillow,

She doesn't think she can take it anymore.

 

Daddy comes back,

Removes the door handle,

Drunk and furious,

He lights a candle.

 

Laughing hysterically,

He watches the flames burn,

Smiles as the wax melts down the side,

He grabs her arm and the candle begins to turn.

 

She tries to pull away,

He pins her down,

He won't let her stray,

He pours hot wax upon her frown.

 

Her skin burns,

And begins to bubble,

Her salty tears,

Create more trouble.

 

"How dare you cry, you stupid child"

Daddy screams and daddy yells,

He grabs both arms and throws her away,

In deadly silence he watches her knowing she can't stray.

 

He has the power,

He is in the lead,

He is consumed by anger,

Consumed indeed.

 

He hits her once,

Then once again,

He loves to see her beg,

Laps up all her screams of pain.

 

When he gets to tired,

He walks through the door,

She picks up her blade,

She knows this much for sure.

 

She cannot go on,

She can't feel this pain again,

Its like her soul is so beaten,

Its already been slain.

 

She slices her wrists,

Upon her bed she does lay,

All thats left is her body,

Soon to rot away.

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