Picking at her bloody wounds

There she hides inside her room

Reliving that awful night

Shes sinking, drowning, drenched in frieght

tears stain her mournful eyes

wishing what she heard were lies

As she rises she must face

a world with out him

not a trace

For Daddy Dearest is long gone

inside she knows she must stay strong

But what puzzles her most of all

is how moving on could feel so wrong