The floor shimmers
With jagged shards
Of broken glass
Stained with red
A fresh coat of paint?
Perhaps but unlikely
This paint sprouted
From Inner torment
Self hatred
Better this end
Than that of suicide
This was an "accident"
Daddy knows what happened
She slipped
Bound to a life
Of his torture
Holding her down
Force her to want it
To need it
Now she can't scream
She lays silent
Stained with crimson
Fresh dried paint
So used up
She couldn't take
The pain anymore
A wilted glass rose
Lies dead
On a bed of broken glass.

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