worry fills my heart,
my soul,
my mind.
She was hit again,
god, what is wrong with her father?
How could someone hit,
such a good person.
How could someone abuse
the human not matched.
She holds the blade.
please, i love you, please
She stares at the screen.
I am scared for you.
Put the blade down, ***.
For me
Just keep holding. on.
That blade has no right to touch you.
I am worried for you,
do not do this
*please