Wounds have plagued this life
when hope was to far from reach
a life played out in black and white,
is a life to end in vein.
A little secret kept inside,
has turned into a deadly lifestyle.

Trying to stand up and be proud,
hoping to be brave.
Praying for the strength to speak,
as all eyes fall upon.
A cry for help, left unheard,
will surely be the end.

A cheery mother, oh so willing
has a little secret. When all the guests
have departed, she screams and slaps,
and on so forth,
she's exceeding the normal parent.

Trying to stand up and be proud,
hoping to be brave.
Praying for the Strength to speak,
as all eyes lay upon.
A cry for help, left untouched,
will surely unfortunate.

Past reveal a father,
so loving, great and kind,
hides away from the wife,
night after time.
love is not a question,
or doubt in the minds,
but a silent plead for help,
from the children,
leaves him intoxicated.

Trying to stand up and be proud,
hoping to be brave,
praying for the strength to speak,
as all eyes fall upon.
A cry for help left untended will surely
be destruction.

Normal as a child,
but always playing games,
focus all the things on fantasy,
forget about reality.
Locking siblings in a room,
only one window to be found,
No food nor water to speak of,
when he finally lets them out.

Trying to stand up and be proud,
hoping to be brave,
praying for the strength to speak,
as all eyes fall to one.
A plead for attention,
just ignored,
is a setting for disaster.

Growing up,
seems to far advanced.
A childhood played out
in black and white,
is now the end.
A child beaten,
and witnessed it as well,
is soon to be laid to rest.
As no eyes fall upon.

A merciful plead for anyone,
has ended in once and for all.