She hhuddles in the corner
Tears flowing
From her blackend eyes
She cries in silence
Afraid that he might hear
Afraid her cries
Will make him mad
Afraid the beatings
Will continue
She bleeds
Where he struck her
The salt from her tears
String as they
Wash over her wounds
Still she is silent
for to let him hear her cries
Would mean a victory
On his part
That she will not allow