Searching for Safe Haven

Hammer

I look over at my sister

And I saw the little bit that was left of her.

Tears filled every crevice of my heart

Oh god, there used to be so much before he ripped her apart.

He took his stinking, steel toed, filthy foot

And he kicked and kicked until there was a hole in her gut.

Then he walked inside,
With an insane sense of pride

And began hammering, as if he were a carpenter.

Quickly but slowly
Destroying and dismantling her.

And now he is lifting weights and getting stronger
And getting cable, food, and shelter
In the state penitentiary.

And my sister is searching for the key
To escape the prison
Of her memory.