a fathers' love

she gazed upward, motionlessly
expressionless, but with enough to see
the remnants of abuse 
endured without ability to refuse 
struck harshly and repeatedly 
diminishing any thought of being free 
etched numbly into her wrists 
evident remains of a self-inflicted abyss 
from the blame she placed upon herself 
her source of redemption from her living hell
scars of her fathers' drunken outrage
remain and may slightly fade with age 
she blinks numbly with no tears left to fall
relinquishing hope of ever finding his love at all


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