Abused child part two

A few weeks after they brought her home
The once broken child, no longer feels alone
Happiness and laughter fill her everyday
Her life is so much better in every way

She feels loved being tucked in at night
Everything seems to be going alright
They tell her stories, breakfast in bed
She feels alive instead of half dead

Ten years pass, in the blink of an eye
At fourteen there is nothing she won't try
Out with her boyfriend, until dawn
Her parents don't realize she's even gone

Abused as a child, ignored as a teen
Waking from nightmares with a silent scream
Wondering what happened to all she once had
She dresses for school, alone and still sad

She walks though hallway, getting strange looks
Running into a boy she drops all her books
Bending back down to give her a hand
A glimmer in his eyes says he will understand

Sitting together at lunch- new found friends
This is where the trouble seems to begin
His gaze and hers, he touches her face
I will be the one to take you out of this place

He is sixteen only one thing on his mind
Her bare treasure is all he wants to find
Longing to be wrapped in secret desire
Wishing only to take the girl higher

He lead her to his car in the parking lot
She thinks he is taking her home-he's not
Parked on top of secluded little hill
Begging her to make the fantansy real

Shyly she presses her lip to his, softly at first
Making out takes a turn for the worst
He pins by her wrists above her head
He crawls on top, desire to be fed

She yells for him to stop, he will not
She is praying that they get caught
Helpless, she downs her head in shame
He contiunes playing his little game

Four o clock in the morning, she gets in
No one awake, asking where's she's been
The lights are out, entire house, dark
She pieces together her freshly broken heart

Nine months later, she is giving birth
Pushing for everything that she is worth
Her soul weeping, a baby in arms
Mothers promise, they will be no harm

Her parents gather around, now well aware
It wouldn't have happened, if they were there
But off in their worlds all on their own
They too had left their daughter alone

Holding the baby against her bare breast
Circles under her eyes from lack of rest
She yawns still just half asleep
Making promises that she will keep

The baby is three months old
The weather is turning cold
He asks her to move in
She says yes to be with him

He lost his job, yesterday
They got evicted, no place to stay
The little girl is now one
The entire process has begun

He looks for work, all day long
All the saving are now gone
They are living with his brother
Not wanting to be around each other

He plays with his daughter once in a while
Every now and then she get him to smile
He goes out drinking with his friends
The beating has started again

She grabs her child, a few of her things
Scared of what the future will bring
She calls for her mother's help, in the night
I would rather be alive than right

The father stops searching and calling
Her tears are no longer falling
She has found peace once more
Looking in the eyes of the baby she bore.

**Stephanie Naylor is the one that suggest that I add a second part to this poem, and I thank her for the idea**