Father:
Salty tears swell up in my eyes
As fear races through my veins.
The anger...
It seems to radiate off him,
Forcing me to hide.
The sounds of her sobs
Flood my ears.
I know the pain she now faces,
Emotionally
And physically
The sobbing ends,
But soon after,
Father appears,
Hatred beaming
From his stone cold gaze.
He grabs my arm,
Pulling me into the dining room.
Sara lies on the floor...
Unconscious...
Blood dripping from her head.
A single thought passes through my mind...
When will this end?
