Hidden in the closet
My heart drumming in my chest
Shouts and screams
They’re never ending
Silent tears stream down my cheeks
There’s a slam
A deafening crack
I know she’s gone but I fear
I fear you
For these sounds
You are the creator, the maker
But not the God
Holding tightly to the cross hanging
On my neck
I’m hidden from you as I cry
Then there’s a creaking
I hold my breath
There you are pulling, tugging
I’m falling
Down the stairs with another crack
My head turns
There she is her eyes open
She has been bleeding over the carpet
We had cleaned that the other day
I’m sure she’s safer than I
Now you shout louder
I smell alcohol
Drag, drag, drag
Throw me like a ragdoll into the front
Speeding down the road
Then it’s all black
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