I watched her bleed tears,
watched the red stain her pale face like it wanted to tear away what was under her skin,
as if tears of blood were telling her you're thicker within.
but you see,
this girl she couldn't stop crying,
couldn't get it all out,
what has been done to her,
she can't even speak about.
you told her blood is thicker than water,
but she bleed the thickest red tears,
so large there like ink,
and will over write your name,
from her memory,
from her family,
from everything you have taken from her,
she won't need you gripping at her ankles,
always being the one to pull her down every time she in another fight,
no longer will will you make her feel like she's living a worthless life,
all the good memories have been bleed on,
red ink does not come out with an apology,
and it doesn't even lift the stain lightly,
when it's done to spite her,
and despite her inocents,
and despite her age,
and despite your gene pool relations,
if all the cards alligned in your favor,
you still better feel some shame.
for the way you acted on a little girl,
to touch her in places her father would never dare,
places where that same father your brother,
wouldn't dare to look at you again,
wouldn't talk to you again,
wouldn't let you near any ******* child gender aside,
again.
if he knew the things you had done,
to his little girl,
he'd of knocked you one,
he'd of made you cry till you bleed.
but he would of made sure you wished you were dead,
before you ever really felt sorry.
but you ruined her,
and you think she should grow up about it,
move on about it,
and forgive you,
she kept silent,
every night she cried because of the things you would do,
and now when she crys,
she bleeds,
Thick tears to cover up the mess,
to try and fix all the monstrous distresses,
fixing her family to feel something right,
breaking limbs off the family tree,
as if they were yours,
and trying to live,
while everyone,
wants to fight,
idk this is like generally bought a few people I know.
