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My name is Sarah.

I am but three.

My eyes are swollen

I can not see.

I must have been stupid.

I must have been bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly

Then maybe my mummy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else i'm locked up

All the day long.

The house is dark

I'm all alone

My folks aren't home.

But when they do come

Ill try and be nice

So maybe ill get just

One whipping to night.

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hid

From his evil eyes.

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry

He finds me weeping

And shouts ugly words

He says it's my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more

I finally get free and

I run for the door

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl.

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall

I fall to the floor

With bones nearly broken

And then he continues

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!" I scream.

But it's now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh god please have mercy

Oh please let it end.

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor

My name is Sarah

I em but three

Tonight my father

Murdered me.