tears wash her baby face
silently like the raindrops
tapping outside her window
she remains curled in the corner
of her tiny room
shaking limply with the fear
of his return
she pulls her shirt over her knees
to cover the jagged pieces
of what he left of her
the creaking sound of footsteps
echo in her ears
she shuts her eyes as tight as she can
as the footsteps creak closer and closer
utter silence sweeps the air
she opens her eyes with a sense of relief
only to find him standing before her
with a chilling grin on his dampened face
fear dries the wetness from her eyes
he covers her like a blanket
scorching and tearing at her small body
ripping her apart little by little
he pulls away and looks down upon her
pride playing in his cold eyes
faint whimpers escape her breath
as she struggles to pull herself together
she crawls back to her safe corner
her body wet with blood and tears
aching and burning from the inside
the thumping of her baby heart
pulses throughout her being
footsteps trail away in a distance
