Blood

Drops of rouge all over the floor

I know what this leads to

I don't hear any voices

You must've shut her up

Humiliation, fear & pain

So much a child can feel

I should've stayed with her,

Maybe I could stop you.

But I'm too small,

You would've crushed me,

Like you crushed all her dreams.

When I open this door,

Will she still be here?