Across her face another slap.
It's nothing new, it's part of her life.
Her life filled with pain and sorrow,
Her life in which she can't see the new tomorrow.
She lives each day as it was her last.
Each day the beating gets worse and she cries.
This is the only life she had known.
This is the only life so she doesn't see hope.
There's no one to help her.
She's all on her own.
He knows she wont tell,
So he hits her some more.
Death gets closer with each hit that he makes.
He realizes that so he stops for the day.
He leaves her room.
She's all alone.