• She cried her self to sleep that night.
    Mommy and her boyfriend were having another fight.
    How scared she was of what was to come.
    Her mother and her would suffer some.
    By some she ment alot.
    She never spoke of how bad it got.
    Mommy would cry in silence.
    The little girl would cry wishing she had the power to stop the violence.
    By day he seemed kind. By night his gears would grind.
    In front of the girl her mom was beat.
    Tremors ran threw the girl from her head to her feet.
    Mommy she would cry and try to make it go away.
    But it didnt matter the viloence came everyday.
    The girl asked god why....But every day was just another silent cry.