Katelyn

My name is Katelyn,

My age is three,

And I wait in the attic,

Wishing to be free.

As darkness falls,

Across the land,

I turn to stare,

At my trembling hands.

I hear the car,

Drive to my home,

And gaze in the dust,

There lies a tombstone.

I don't have time,

To question its presence,

I have to move fast,

To get away from my parent.

I crawl in a rush,

Behind a box,

Slipping slyly,

Like a fox.

I know they're coming,

They'll be here soon,

They always come,

Late after noon.

I curl in a ball,

Tears down my cheeks,

As I take the time,

To hide and weep.

Where is Mommy?

She said she'd be back,

That we'd would flee,

With love and just that.

I muffle my crys,

In hopes to be unseen,

But, there footfalls crash,

Up the stairs so mean.

The door slams open,

With a whirlwind of air,

And in comes Daddy,

With his "affair".

My eyes twitch tighter,

I wish Mommy were here,

Butm she probably won't come,

She, too, hides in fear.

"Where are you, girl?"

Came a slurred speech,

"Where ARE YOU NOW?"

It turns to a screech.

Uneven steps,

Come dangerously closer,

She is just

Another disposer.

My head jerks up,

As I hear a sound,

It's too late now,

I've been found.

"There she is!"

In a sweet sounding tone.

God, Lord, Heavens!
I'd rather be alone!
Daddy comes close,

And grabs my shirt,

Fisting my stomach,

Dropping me in the dirt.

Blow after blow,

To my face, neck, and arms,

Anything he does,

To get me harmed.

I cry on the floor,

But, its hardly begun,

And this is a battle,

He's all ready won.

He hits me all over,

But, I numb the pain,

Mommy come back!
Daddy's not the same!
I can't believe this is happening,

Mommy promised just once,

Would Daddy lose control,

And break his trust.

I hear him laugh,

I see him smile,

It's the first time he's grinned,

In a while.

He kicks my side,

I sob in pain,

How much more can I take,

Before go insane?!

A glint of silver,

Races by in a blur,

It was a knife,

Of that, I was sure.

Mommy never came back,

I don't quite understand,

Wasn't she the one,

Who was supposed to hold my hand?

I look at Daddy,

He snarls at me.

"You wretched mistake!"

I open my mouth, ready to plea.

A blinding pain,

In my chest...

My vision clouds,

Yet my pain is at rest.

I hear them giggle,

And dance with joy,

For finally, they've broken.

Their rag-doll toy.

I sigh in saddness,

The tears still run,

As I gasp my last breath,

It's finally done.

No more pain,

No more sorrow,

No foolish ideas,

That hopes shines tomorrow.

My name is Katelyn,

My age is three,

And just tonight,

Daddy murdered me.