When Daddy Comes Home

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My daddy comes home and I’m so terrified…

I hide in my closet and start to cry.

He knows where I am; left door to the side…

Mommy said she’d be home soon, but I know that she lied.

God I need her now, and I hurriedly call.

Whoever knew a dead dialtone would be my downfall.

Now my mommy is home...
and finally checks her phone.

But it’s much too late, in my current state.

Her vixen shoes slide in the red matter below,

As my daddy walks behind and he whispers “hello...”