Baby girl

When did you come here
Never knew u were even near
You proclaimed
You took ownership
U slaved
U beat
Brutal
Pain  and open skin
Not from a whooping
But fro a verbal slashing

I became a picker
Picking of pain and sorrow of being left amd drowned with defeat
An oblivious distraction
A sad one
In the sole fear and contemplationog death
Solitude