Hey Dad,
It's your little rebel that makes you so mad...

It all started with a single bad dream,
Then things began to fall apart...

It's 3 a.m.
And the memories are back again...

I think my mind is starting to slip,
I hear them moan and groan...

A silver blade turned crimson red...
Her heart and mind are now dead...

I must escape this prison, this Hell!
I can't take anymore, I won't listen to him yell...

Sky of dreams turn to gray,
Those she loved now turn away...

5 years she spent being his slave,
His abusive nature would soon take her to her...

The boy that I've cherished for all eternity...
Is leaving and forgetting me...

It's her first day of life all pink and small,
What an innocent child not even two feet tall...

A shrieking scream rings in the air,
A new mother holds her newborn with care...

Crimson red flows through the skies,
Tears fall freely from her eyes...