A young prayer

Here it goes again,
nothing left to do but hide.
He's drunk again,
time to fight.

Mother's voice,
so silent in the hall.
Tell's her child,
'go to bed'.

The child whisper's,
quietly in the night.
Say's a little prayer,
as they start the fight.

Blood mixed in tears,
screaming in the empty night.
The child sees it's mom,
holding on to her life.

In the hospital,
as so many times before.
Daddy telling the nurse,
'she just fell on the floor'.

The child sees it's mom,
holding on to her life...