she's been here so many times before she can't remember
when she last felt anything at all but this pain and anger
she stares intently at the door, listens for his footsteps
she knows exactly what's in store, and the knowing makes it worse
when he calls her daddy's little girl, she doesn't hear him
when he crushes her, she can't feel her screams are silent
hides in the corners of her mind where she plays contently
she leaves this nightmare far behind, she escapes inside her dreams
floating high above her bed
staring at her father's head
wishing one of them were dead
so this hell could finally end