Whimpers and sobs ring throughout darkness,
Cries of pain and cries of loneliness.
Curled into a pain wracked ball,
She shivered and shaked as she leaned against the damp, cold wall.
Wishing she could understand the reasons why,
The reasons, behind the hate in his eyes.
She couldn't understand the anger,
Nor could she understand the danger.
She cried and pleaded, "Daddy, don't hit me!"
"I promise to be better, I promise to be good!"
The rage in his eyes glowed like a madness within for all to see,
And he only laughed and continued as she knew he would.
To reach out would have only caused it to be even more bad,
She still loved him with all the innocence in her heart that she had.
She was sure she was the cause of his rage and anger,
She was sure she was the cause of being in constant danger.
Even when the blows from the leather belt brought extreme agony,
She cried out that she loved him for all to hear and see.
"Daddy, I love you, I promise not to be bad!"
The cries of pain from this child are always so very sad.
As she sits in the coldness of the dark room,
She hopes that she can get him to realize that soon.
That even though he beats her in anger and rage that is totally insane,
Her love for her Daddy will always be the same.
The crying child, the abused child loves him even still,
With a love that that is given of her own free will.
She still cries and wonders all the while,
If she will always remain, this hurting and crying child......