Misted Heart

P a i n

There she sit,
In the corner of her room.
Weeping silently,
In a state of gloom.
She comforts herself,
And looks at her scars.
Which covers her whole body,
Like the shining stars.
She lifts her head,
And looks around the room.
Sitting on a cold floor,
In a dark dingy room.
Then enters the mighty devil.
Called her father; who is evil.
He broke her heart,
Before any boy does.
Shattered it into pieces,
Flame like dust.
He came forward,
And grabbed her hair.
Let out an evil laugh,
Trying to scare.
Slap, slap, slap and slap
Followed by a punch.
Few kicks on the stomach,
Making her clench.
He took a belt,
And whipped her back.
She screamed in pain,
Unveiled her plaque.
He barked at her,
And called her a dog.
Her 16 year old self,
Could not make him stop.
He lashed out,
Until he was tired.
Took out his anger on her,
Cause he was fired.
This continued on,
For what seems like a year.
Her muffled screams,
Were the only thing to hear.
Loneliness and depression,
Not a sight to behold.
Her once beaming smile,
Was now sore.
As it starts to rain,
Tired of pain,
Efforts in vain,
Dazed brain,
Thoughts in drain,
Without any gain,
Tears stain,
The binding chain.
She lets out sob.
The nightmares were
Eating her up alive.
Giving the unbearable pain,
In the ocean of blood
She die.
She cuts herself,
To end the misery.
One more time,
Domestic violence took
Away life of a fairy.
I closed my book,
Gulp down the memories.
Tears cascade down my cheeks.
In pain I queries.
What wrong did the girl ever do ?
Being the elder sister,
I could not do anything.
I stayed away from home,
F

or my dreams to sing.
I did not even imagine,
He'll cut my sister's wing.
The man called father was
A heartless bin.
"Madam, we have
arrested the man".
Who abused her son.
Being the police officer,
I got the work done.
Let the child's be orphans,
Instead of having abusive parents.

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A/N:
I want to make it clean and clear that, I do not promote or encourage suicide. It was just a piece of write up, a mere figment of my imagination.
The girl had no hopes and thus ended her life without a fight. But, you, are not a coward. You don't run away from problems with the help of suicide but instead, stand up and stand high against anything bad.
Throw the thoughts of suicide outside the window and fight for yourself. It's worth it.

August_Parker So, here it is. I hope you like it💕