Daddy whispers three

Alone in bed she looks around Afraid of what's to come The shadows dance along her wall She hears her daddy hum Tears fill her eyes she starts to cry Up out of bed she runs And locks the door; the knob then turns And Daddy whispers one "Don't make me wake your mother up To tell her you've been bad Come give Daddy a kiss goodnight- You're making me very mad" She turns the key and steps away And Daddy walks inside Slowly shutting down again She crawls inside to hide Alone inside her little world She cannot feel the pain Innocence lost long ago Left in a bloody stain Images fly through her mind First her then Kristy too Baby Carrie's next in line Before the night is through Anger builds around her heart "Please stop!" she tries to yell But Daddy's hand is on her neck He knows she'll never tell She struggles underneath his wieght As he removes her shoe She tries to hit but misses And Daddy whispers two His grip on her is tightened And his fist comes crashing down She tries to fight unconsiousness As Daddy rips her gown He rolls her on her belly Pulls her close so he won't miss Then he enters hard and quickly As he gives her "Daddy's kiss" The minutes seem like hours As she opens up her eyes And she hears the desperation In her little sister's cries Daddy thrusts in one more time Then rolls onto his back And she just lies there motionless And awaits his next attack She looks into her sisters eyes And reaches out a hand And little Carrie reaches back And slowly starts to stand But Daddy isn't finished yet And Carrie's pushed aside He holds her down and spreads her legs And takes another ride She falls asleep all bruised and naked Bloody and surrounded By the sisters she had reached for While her innocence was pounded 14 years of rape and lies She fall into depression And suicide is what's to come Of a childs molestation 3 days later a little body Washes up on shore A suicide; her wrists are slit But the sherrif sees much more The headlines scream the story Of a young girls devastation And the silent screams that go unheard All throughout the nation But Kelly's story isn't through Her secrets now unfold For she tells them with the bruises On her body now so cold Now the lights flash through the windows And there's people all around Asking all these questions But we don't make a sound Kristy hasn't spoken since they Told her Kelly died And I am little Carrie In a corner I now hide Handcuffs bind his hands and wrists The evidence they found Her body told of the abuse When Daddy was around "How many?" Mommy askes of him "How many and God why?" And Daddy looks away from her And Mamma starts to cry "How many did you do this to?" And then he looks at me My green eye bruised the night before And Daddy whispers "three"

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