The Little Girl With the Hair So Dark

Sitting in the twilight,
With my head on my knees,
Staring out the window,
What do I see?

A beautiful little girl,
No older than four,
Perfect little face,
With not a single flaw,

Shes taking a walk,
With her hair so dark,
Her parents have taken her,
To the swings in the park,

I look away,
I feel the hot, wet tears,
Where have you been?
Through all of these years?

When i needed help,
Did you come to my cries?
Everything i did,
Was everything you despised,

I've tried so hard,
I just want your love,
It would be the one gift I'd ask for,
From the heavens above,

Please, Show me that you care,
Before my blade strikes vein,
Grab my wrist, and hold me near,
please- or I'm gonna go insane,

I hate the way you look at me,
I hate the way you glare,
I hate it that-
deep down, maybe, I don't even care

I'm tired of the yelling,
Sick of all the the pain,
Yet you still claim,
That you wont do it ever again,

I'm sorry that you hate me,
I'm sorry to disappoint,
I'm sorry the me you see,
Is not whom you have wished I be,

So have no shame,
Show no mercy,
I know that it will never be the same
As that little girl- whom I don't know the name

There's one thing I don't understand though,
Mother-
how can you do this?
To your own,
Flesh and bone.

-sarah [star]13th November 2006