Little Girl And The Abusive Bastard

Little girl, little girl.
Suffering in pain.
Hated by so many for no reason.
Thoughts racing, blood pumping.
Adreniline kicking in.
Hands sweating, heart beating so
fast.

It all happened so quickly.
Hard hits to her body and head.
Leaving a trail of marks on her.
Screams filling the empty house as
if someone could hear her.

Cold hands against a hot face.
White knuckles as they fly at her.
Bruising, and bleeding.
She crys.

Yelling at her you must feel like
a real man.
Your pathedic.
Hitting a defenseless little girl.
She suffers and wishes you were dead
to the world.

A small face with a print of a red hand
mark.
You must feel satisfied with yourself.
You broke ass bastard.
The little girl gets up and runs out the door.
Leaving that old dreadful house.
And the grumpy ol' peice of shit in it.

She runs and runs till she cant any more.
Still yelling as you slam the door.

Little girl, little girl.