She sat alone
At a place called 'home'
Where her screams were silent,
But God her mind was violent
Her insecurities hid deep inside
Along with all his lies and cuts on her thighs
As a tear rolled down her face,
She braced for his embrace,
Then her began to race
She took a blade and tore her skin
To find a happy place
So sick, so numb, this went on for so long
Days turned to months, then slowly to years
Eventually, she cried her last tear
She was done, she'd had enough
The world around her was way too tough
She took a gun to her head,
Tied a rope around her neck,
and drowned in all her meds
Congratulations "Daddy",
Your bitch, your kid, your so-called "daughter" is dead.
