She often came to school each
day And
spent her time alone She really didn't mind it though To
get away from home.
Her father was so mean and cruel
She never understood Why he treated her that way She
did the best she could.
The kids at school would
often laugh As she walked down the hall Her clothes
were old and dirty It made her feel so small.
Her
grades were never quite the best Yet, no one seemed to care Another
year she spent at home Seemed more then she could bear.
Her
dad was never sober The bottle always came first The
nights that he drank whiskey Was when he was the worst. His
temper was so violent He knocked her to the floor She
huddled in the corner She couldn’t take much more.
Now
shaking, cold and hungry She covered her black eye She
limped into the bathroom She wished that she could die.
She
wiped away the blood and tears That trickled down her cheek But
couldn’t wipe away the pain From words that he
would speak.
She felt so low and worthless As
she lay upon her bed The terrible things he said to her Kept
running through her head.
With no one there to even
care She quietly counted sheep She felt somebody
touch her arm Then drifted off to sleep. Then
through the night, a glowing light Did filter in the room The
clock upon the mantel Said time to get up soon.
Somehow
this day was different The house was deadly still Except
for little birds that sang Upon the window sill.
Her
bedroom now was vacant God came within the night And
took her off to heaven To live within The Light.
No
longer sad and lonely The bruises gone away No
painful scars and memories Just love to light the way.
