In the stillness of a room, a little girl trembles
Begging, silently pleading with a tear-streaked face,
Hoping her prayers reach an unseen grace,
Yearning for an end to this haunting torment.

Alone, she hides, seeking refuge from a monster,
Whose presence brings darkness, fear, and pain,
Bruises etched on tender skin like bitter stains,
Often concealed from eyes that glance but do not see.

A once joyful heart now resides in shattered shards,
For innocence has been snatched away, torn apart,
Her spirit withers, like a flower without a start,
As dread surrounds her, like a cloak of despair.

Oh, how broken she feels, this fragile soul,
In...