For Sloane, today was a good day. But the fear won't stay at bay. Eventually she will have to go home, And deal with her father all alone. Hopefully he's not too drunk again. She doesn't want to go through the pain when, He gets mad and strikes her. Whenever he does, everything turns into a blur. Her head starts spinning, Her vision starts tinting, Her father is there grinning. And that's just the beginning. Sometimes she gets knocked out, And in her mind there's no doubt. She can't keep on living like this, Any other place would be bliss. She needs to get out of there and do it soon, Before her life becomes a typhoon. She's worried of what would go through her Dad's mind, If she just got up and left him behind. Would he just lose it and go insane? Or would he keep drinking away the pain? She decided that she didn't care, What he does and if it's fair. Sometimes she wishes that he would die, She wouldn't feel grief or even cry. She's going to leave and do it tonight, It's up to her to change her life. The bell rings to dismiss class, Everyone leaves, and again she's last. Her friend tries to talk to her on her way to the bus, But there is absolutely nothing she wants to discuss. The bus comes to a stop, Its time to get off. She gets up, her legs are shaking, She can't believe the decision she's making. She walks up to her house and opens the door, To see her father dead on the floor. She closes her eyes and drops to her knees, She grabs her father's hand and starts to squeeze. Tears start to fall, and she wipes them away, Then all of a sudden her world turned grey. All of her feelings disappeared, The fog in her mind started to clear. "This isn't my fault, I can't be blamed, If anything it is him who should be ashamed. I did nothing wrong, All I did was stay strong." She picked up the phone and called 911, What happened, happened, what's done is done. The medics said they were on their way, She wanted to leave, but decided to stay. She looked her dad in his cold dead eyes, "It is about time that I say goodbye. I tried to be tough, But enough was enough. I was done with your shit, So this is it. When they come and take you away, I hope you know that it will make my day. You beat me, and hurt me, Hit me '1, 2, 3', It was a waste of my time to try and plea, So now I thank you for setting me free." The medics showed up and took him with them, They talked to her and asked her to come. Of course she refused, Saying she was confused. She went to hey room, Her hideout, her tomb. She packed her bags as fast as she could, Then left the house like she said she would. She took a moment and counted to four, And thought "I should have been careful what I wished for".