The scars the brusies, bite marks. I feel her pain I feel my heart being ripped She cries as her mother yells. She begs, she's praying as her mother breaks a chair against the wall. she feels unwanted she's weak Her father laughs, tells her to be a woman. She can't. she'll never love or touch again she finches when her father stands. he walks over, strikes her against the cheek. a fetaher sprouts. she lets the tears fall. Hes angry. he tells her to grow up. she ries. She really does. Her mother picks her up hugs her telling her It's all okay she knows she shouldnt, but she trusts her mother. her mother takes her, rocks her to sleep. she wakes up in a dark room, cold feeling sore, she realizes she has no clothes on her back. her father comes in and smiles he says "You're beatiful..." she stays silent. he continues "so prettty,wise.. but...." he strikes her. and says "pathetic" She stats to cry. but stopes. her mother was crying asking "How could you?" over and over again yet the little girl stayed silent. her mother soons starts to laugh and walks over. "are you cold?" the little girl nods her father picks her up. hugs her tightly. his hug id getting tighter and tighter shes warming up. she gets scared he puts her down gently and smiles. "I love you." she trembles. the gentle smile fades. her mother runs over and throws a chair at her. The leg cuts her deep. yet another feather sprouts. blood is gushing within her muth. she coughs. she saw the panic in her father'sface. a wing sprouts as her mother laughs while hrowing her in the air. allowing gravity to obey it's rule. she has no more strength to cry her father tries to stop her mother, he fails. the little girl lays there as the last wing sprouts shes sees a light in the light she sees a man in white, he tells her "dont go to the light,little one" the little girl, confused lets a pair of hands handle her as she hears the man in white say "Its a girl" she cries as she realizes her journey is not yet over |