Hit and Miss

a young girl weeping in the corner darkness grows deep inside her heart like a cancer sunken eyes, blood exploding from her nose angry purple bruises on her thin arms no one can see her no one to help her despair and hopelessness fill her up he has set a dangerous precedent creating this mess too many souls are affected by domestic violence worn down beaten down with no help in sight the menace he displays behind closed doors shows his cowardly depth his warped and cruel means she prays for silence with arms wrapped around her battered body sobs locked inside there will be no spark of light at sunrise to give her relief from this night of terror the fear gives a dull ache as she perceives an unimaginable ending