Daddy I'm Done

She sits upon her bedroom floor waiting for her dad.
But she isn't excited, for she knows the pain to be had.
Her Daddy was always there to protect her.
Why is he now the one cause of pain that must occur?
As she sits down on her bed thinking of the pain.
She begins to cry, the tears on her face become a permanent stain.

She lays up her pillow, covering her eyes and ears.
For she can no longer take the screaming that she hears.
Then there's silence and she hears the truck pull away.
Knowing she'll never see her daddy past today.

-Ten years go by and the scars are still upon her mind.
She can't forget the horrible things, even after all this time.
Even though she's all grown up, already on her own.
Because of him nowhere she goes, ever feels like home.
Then this anger begins to occur and over come her sense.
Her mind is shutting off as her body begins to go tense.

As she thinks back on the days when she started to feel alone.
Wondering if he is why she is so messed up, even as she's grown.
It doesn't matter anymore as she goes into her car.
Anger filling her whole body, pushing her too far.
She drives and goes on for hours at a time.
Not fully knowing what to do, but right now that's just fine.

She parks her truck in the drive and walks towards the door.
As it opens, her anger she can't control anymore.
He stares at her with the fear, knowing what he's done.
And he now knows what is about to come.

For there's a gun pointing at his head, held out by her hand.
She stares blankly at him, not her father, not even a man.
She only has three words to say, there's no time to run.
As she starts to pull the trigger and then she dies by gun.
And the only thing she had to say was, "Daddy I'm Done." -