Little Girl

Cowering in fear, hidden under her bed A five year old child lays, quiet as can be Tears down her face, are constantly shed Never heard murmuring her constant, almost silent plea Footsteps sound heavily down the hall Coming closer and closer to where she hides in fear She squeezes in closer, against the wall Frightened, yet too afraid to shed another tear Silent she lays, hoping she won't be found Her door opens and she tries hard not to cry She knows what happens whenever he's around And even this young, she wishes to die His footsteps slowly approach where she lay And she tried so hard not to make a noise at all She hates the "game" that he makes her play For help, she really wishes she could call But she's learnt that no one will come, no one cares That she must endure this constant torture and pain She really wishes that someone was there Because what he is doing, is driving her slowly insane She hears his laugh as he looks for her An evil sound that makes her cringe and cower more She wonders in her childish mind, why this must occur His voice, his touch, his hands, all chill her to the core Slowly he lifts up the covers and pulls her from under the bed And she begs with him to leave her alone But he throws her down and makes her play their "game" instead This young child, abused in her own home