The death of me

A girl who is only 10 years old,
Sits on her bed alone, bare, and cold.

Alone in her room she sit and wait,
Because for what she has to come shows her how to hate.

She can hear him coming her body barely move,
Shes hungry and cold what else has she to lose.

He walks in her door sits on the bed, He Says don’t tell anyone or you’ll turn out dead.

She lay down crying in pain As he forced himself inside her,
Everytime she screamed no, he smacked her even harder.

When he says im almost done she cant still help but cry,
Everynight she prayed for god to please help her die.

She had no way out she felt she was nothing She hated her life and she hated herself

She thought it was her fault and that she was trash,
So in her room she had a knife and gave her self a lash

She sees all the blood from her dark depened wound,
She cries all the time sad and alone in her room.

She never comes out not even to play she is waiting for her last breaking day.
When shes all alone all she seems to do is pray
She has nothing left to think feel or say.

Being abused and being in pain,
What left of this terrible life is there to gain?

She sits and thinks all day long,
What did I do what did I do wrong?

One night as she lay awake,
Waiting for her last breath to take

She hears a noise shes really scared,
She screams let me die god I thought u cared!

Her dad walks in and says the same,
She has only herself to blame.

He says to her once again
u tell anyone ill kill you.

He forces himself inside her she screamed he smacks her.
It hurts but he dosent care.
If he knew wut she was about to do he wouldn’t touch her he woudnt dare.

She leans over and grabs her blade
slits his neck and watches him squirm he beggs but she disearns.

For this is wut he deserves,
She open up her bedroom door.

She goes to her parents bedroom and and opens up there door
She sees her mom resting on the there bedroom floor

She takes her blade once again slits her moms throat,
All the blood that was shed did not hurt her so.

Her mother weeps as she is still faintly asleep,
She had hate for her mother cuz she knew wut was going on
And yet she didn’t do anything and she knew it was wrong

After all the slaying she did she did not feel regret
For now she must die all alone and un kept.

She walks far from her house and has her blade in hand
That night she killed herself upon the promise land….