Daddy.....

Every night, right before bed,
She takes blows to the side of her head.

Left and right he comes for more,
With bloody bruises and clothing toren.

Sitting curled up on the cold wet floor.

As he left her their to weep,
He glanced back and didn't think twice on his dirty deed.

He left the room and slammed the door,
Leaving her to die on the floor

"Oh God why does this happen to me??" she cries
Curled up in the corner he comes back for more.

With more blows to the head,
With more blood dropping down his hand,

A few more hits she can't take...
She falls to the floor....
Daddy Murdered Me