Wife And Daughter; Home Sweet Home

I feel my heart beating, ---as I walk in that door,
Home sweet home I whisper ---as I step through once more.

It smells of decay and dirt, but I dont hear a sound,
Tip toeing through the house, I pray no one is around

I hear someone coming, my daddys deep evil voice,
Echoing through these fiery walls, of a darker devils choice.

Daddys on his bed, cooing for me to come,
Please daddy no, Just leave me the hell alone

I hear footsteps coming, then blows to my head,
Running away fast, my room is where I fled.

I cant escape the pain, the fear all kept inside
Locked away for forever, so many years have gone by

Everyday since I was 2, Ive been my daddys pet
The games weve played, and the secrets I have kept

I know hes at my door, Throwing it to the ground
Oh god, he'll kill me, if I make a single sound

He thrusts inside my innocence,
Pulling the hair from my head
But I'll never shed a tear
He'll never know I'm already dead

I feel my eyes closing
I think he has won
Daddy, what's that smell?
Daddy, what have you done?

My mind goes black; it all goes silent and dark,
And smoke is drowning my lungs, orange dancing sparks.

My eyes are stinging and red; the smoke is getting thick,
my flesh is burning with pain.
And My life is fading quick

The sky colors of misty pumpkin, now a swirl of fiery red,
Colors Ive never made before, now all inside my head.

Everything was swirling floating over a vast yellow sea,
I began to drop, hurtling down, but I wasnt scared for me.

Now white, only white, nothing all around,
A pure silent white, Like snow upon the ground

I hear that deep evil voice, still echoing in my ear,
Someone please help me, as I weep silent tears.

I hear a false story; its all an accident,
He didnt start the fire, and Im lucky to be spent ?

I try to scream at him, but my lips are cut and bloody,
The doctor says I can go home, to my loving daddy.

No I yell to my self, hes going to kill me,
Please someone help, let me go daddy!

I plead with fearful eyes, but the doctor turns and leaves,
Hes dragging me out, and I know its the end for me.

I look up in his evil eyes, full of anger and hate,
Mommy Im coming soon; I know its far too late.

In the newspaper you will read, of a 4-year-old found dead,
A wife and daughter, with single bullets in their heads.

Just something I came up with. Be honest. It's okay if you don't like my work.