Friday, October 10, 2014

The Fight


She sits on the floor, plays with her dolls
She tries to ignore them
But still hears it all
Her mommy is sobbing
Her grandmother yells
Grandfather, stubborn
Won’t change his mind
Couldn’t care less
That his daughter’s not fine
Daddy leads the girl away
But she still hears all that they say
Her 4-year-old heart
Hears the lies, feels the fears
“This wouldn’t be happening
If you were not here”
She’s the one guilty
But that soon will change
She’ll be the good girl
She’ll play the part well
And when all else fails
She’ll punish herself
This world isn’t safe
And it never will be
I’ll just make them happy
And then they’ll love me
But she didn’t know
She didn’t see
That horrible fight
Was for her safety
Mom loved her enough
To keep her free
So she’d enjoy childhood
As it was meant to be
She believed she was worthless
Guilty, condemned
But she was worth fighting for
She’ll be loved to the end