He kissed the forehead,
closed her eyes for rest.
Little did her mother know,
he kissed her every night.

He told stories too,
'bout both ma n' pa.
Mother no longer cared,
father never did.

He took her memories,
kept the good ones for his own,
the bad ones he told.
Little did her mother know,
he told her bedtime stories every night.
One night kid opened her eye,
only to see his black eyes starting thro',
her, her soul and her future.

Spotted.
He Rran.
She screamed.
Ma came.
He flew into her,
and little did her mother know,
her daughter was caught within herself.

Cigarettes.
Drugs.
Alcohol.
Sex.
Little did her mother know,
her daughter never inhaled.

Hate.
Fights.
Foul words.

Little did her mother know,
that her daughter was still in there,
screaming from the inside.
"Mama,
I will always love you,
to the moon and back.
Save me."

He laughed everytime,
little did he know.
That the child he once took,
would use
cigarettes to calm down,
drugs to understand,
alcohol to make friends.

Little did he know,
that when he tried to kill her,
she would kill him first.