Little girl,
hiding,
underneath the covers;
footsteps echo in the hall.
Crying out to her daddy,
�Please don�t,
let him,
touch me anymore.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
weeping for her shame.
Pretty girl,
kneeling,
inside her bathroom;
her mind filled with delusions.
Crying out to the media,
�Please don�t,
let me,
be ugly anymore.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
dry heaving, denying her bulimia.
Tired girl,
yearning,
for escape from this earth;
noose in place, stool kicked over.
Crying out to an empty house,
�Please don�t,
let me,
be lonely anymore.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
cord snapped, gasping for more air.
Frightened girl,
cringing,
from the lustful man;
recoiling from his touch, pushing him away.
Crying out to deaf ears,
�Please don�t,
let him,
rape me tonight.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
bleeding on the bed.
Worried girl,
waiting,
in breathless silence;
test in hand, afraid to look.
Crying out to her god,
�Please don�t,
let me,
be pregnant now.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
helpless on the floor.
Tormented girl,
keening,
in the kitchen floor;
wrists slashed, pills in hand.
Crying out to anyone,
�Please don�t,
let me,
suffer anymore.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
discovered, wishing she were dead.
Scarred girl,
struggling,
with an angry man;
slammed against the car door.
Crying out to herself,
�Please don�t,
let him,
strike me this time.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
battered on the ground.
Lost girl,
stumbling,
in a stranger�s house;
rocks in place, lighter waiting.
Crying out to her dealer,
�Please don�t,
ever let me,
come down from this high.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
trembling, craving more.
Empty girl,
standing,
on the bridge at night;
gun in hand, dark in heart.
Crying out to no one,
�Please don�t,
let me,
live life anymore.�
Only minutes later, she lies there,
broken in the street.