Alone

A young girls world is filled with abuse. She prayes for better says.

She sits in the back of the room in silence,
Hoping someone will acknowledge her.
Wishing that someone, anyone, would give her the time of day
At home it’s the same.
She goes straight to her room without a sound and unnoticed.
She sits in her room
Afraid,
Afraid that her mother will come bursting through the door
With the chain belt she uses every night.
Afraid that she might not get to see tomorrow.
She hears it, the metal chain rattling at the door.
She hides in the darkest corner,
Praying that her mother will just walk away.
God ingores her prayer.
As she lays in bed that night with a black eye,
Blood rinnung
Down her back like streams,
She closes her eyes and dreams of a better place.
Somewhere she is safe and protected from everything evil.
She opens her eyes.
A place filled with hate and abuse only to find that she is
Alone...