Crushed

Oh no, here he comes again.
The smell of alcohol on his breath,
So overwhelming that I hold my breath.
I know that soon the end will come
As he staggers with every step.
I pray that someone will come to
stop this torture
As I scream into the night.
He laughs.
"Shut the fuck up, you knew this was coming!"
He screams at me.
It gets worse the more I cry.
The bruies are everywhere,
There is no way to hide them.
After what seems like hours, he leaves again.
I know he will be back to crush me again.
I cower in fear, hearing the footsteps draw near.
He looks down and smiles
at the pain he has brought.
I sit thinking where did my life change so abrupty.
He used to care, and be sweet, never would lay a finger on me.
But thats but memories now.
As I look up to him, I whisper softly "Daddy what happen to you?"
He looks at me anger in his eyes, and slaps me across the face. "Shut your damn mouth you whore!"