I lay there on the cold hard floor, taste dirt and blood in my mouth.
I see him coming closer…
please God, don't let him hurt me anymore
What have I done to deserve something like this?
I try hard to think but I do not know
Is it because I disobeyed my mother?
No, I don't think so.
He stands over me looking down , a look that says "You know what happens now".
I turn away so I can't look into his face and I wonder if his kicks and punches are going to kill me this time, and I wonder if anyone knows how brave I am for taking my moms place.
The pain is so hard to take and I’m so little and his hands are so big…
I start to scream but his hand covers my face, I fight back although he is way stronger then I am. I know that I at least have to try… so through my tears I beg him to stop. Tell him I’ll be good, I’m sorry for whatever I did daddy I promise I won’t do it again I promise I’ll be good daddy I… He tells me to just lie still and shut up.
I tell him it hurts but he doesn’t hear me or care…
He says that I get what I deserve.
I tell him that I’m sorry and that I love him, he only laughs and spits booze on me and pulls off his belt. So defeated I close my eyes and wonder how beautiful the stars are tonight… wishing with all my heart that I could just see their light.