Dolls and plushed animals are her entertainment
They're presence and existence is what keeps her happiness in containment
Glass vases and plates are shattered as she plays
She's so innocent and decides to stay
She doesn't know that in the other room he's beating her,
She hears screams and punches landing, what's causing all this stir?
Poor,sweet,little Daisy runs to her mom and from that moment everything is sometimes blurred
Her dad's drunk and full of liqueur
He's pointing at her mommy with death eyes
And all her mommy does is cry
Daisy sees it, she sees the demon that's taken over her daddy's soul
He's mad and out of control
He's infatuated and dominated by the alcohol,
And just like that he aimed again and he hit Daisy instead of the drywall
"No!No,you stupid,incomprehensible drunk,look at what you did to her!"
And that was the last thing she heard before she closed her eyes and everything became a blur
YOU ARE READING
Poetry.
PoetryThis is my attempt a poetry. I'm not a fan of it but it never hurts to try. Hope you guys like it.
