Coveting my soul
I struggle to hold on
When daddy dies
And the vicious lies cut in to tear you apart

Blood flowing frantically out of my fetal wound
I would try to call for help
But no one would hear the cry

My stomach muscles buckle down
And I flinch as the tears flow

He’s walking by…
I’m blood-soaked on my bed
With x’s for eyes
But he only fakes a smile
And never looks back