Cry Out

She is not satisfied with her greatest efforts,
and tears pool in the crook of her eyes.

She feels he must be disappointed in her,
and her heart shatters from the pain.

In the nuances of her voice, she knows she has let her down,
and her legs long to run, maybe never come back.

He laughs when she is vulnerable,
and her stomach sinks.

She tries and she tries, but the words will not come,
and her head spins from the thoughts she cannot express.

It happens over and over again.
Day after day and night after night.
It affects all she thinks and does and says.

At nighttime she cries, in her dreams she fails more,
and she wakes up exhausted from rest.

And she cries out "Father! Hold me!!"