Holidays
Everyone's happy, drinking and eating,
Who would guess that inside I'm screaming,
I know what happens when daddy starts drinking,
The fighting and screaming ends in my beating,
I played and dressed as if all was okay,
Covering the bruises that never go away,
Although my hope and spirit never strayed,
I could only wish that his would've stayed,
Tears fall to the ground with a crash,
He's broken into his secret stash,
A night ending as usual; broken in my bed,
This time ending not in morning but death,
I loved you daddy, why can't you come play?
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