His face I can't erase,
That night I can't replace,
His hands don't seem to stop,
He has no fear of getting caught,
The blood just keeps on bleeding,
No sign of ever healing,
When he is done and satisfied,
He leaves me there to die,
I lay on the cold ground,
No people to be found,
I lie and wait,
I dream of my mother's face,
I wonder if I'll ever see her again,
Or join my grandfather in heaven,
The tears feel good on my face,
I can't believe I'm going to die in this place,
As my body dies,
I tightly close my eyes,
And whisper one last wish,
For God to send my mother a kiss.
