**_Act 1_** My heart pounds Beating with every breath you take With every blink of your eyes You’re here now Alive from my womb Grasping at me with your small hands Your frail body It’s in my hands, safe and trusting As you look at me with your big eyes He’s gone, though But you’re here, here with me And I’ll take care of you with my Ma Oh! Don’t cry Mommy’s here with your food Good girl, eating it all Big girl, huh? My sweetheart, braided hair, bright eyes and smile Are you ready for school? Let’s see if grandma has your book bag. You’re back, Dan Stop! You’re scaring her! _Don’t you touch her!_ Grandma fine It’s alright, the police will take him away How was your first day at school? I’m sorry For all the things that have happened No, they aren’t your fault, don’t listen to him It’s not your fault **_Act 2_** _It was fine_ _Yes, Mom, I ate all my lunch_ _No, Mom, everything was fine_ What you say I don’t believe; you’re older now, I understand But are you supposed to be this distant? High school, huh My sweet child, growing up It hurts ever so, seeing you change from sweet to avoiding It pains me Little stabs in my chest Seeing you ignore me, ignore your grandma You don’t know You spend all your time texting your father Who treats you like a princess…a prostitute Paying whenever Whenever he wants you Acting like the hero, the savior from your life with us My heart fails Sometimes it stops; it stutters Is this what life is supposed to be? Life with you My sweet, sweet baby girl I don’t want you to be harmed, manipulated Please be okay **_Act 3_** Hospitals Never thought I be inside one so early You and Ma come and visit me everyday You cry much It warms my broken heart It feels as though I can live another day—with you of course Dan visits ….I have nothing to say But you cry on his shoulder, the rat’s shoulder Dan is scared He doesn’t want me to die, not because he loves me, no He doesn’t want to deal with you My sweetheart Brown eyes, curly hair, plump lips I remember when you were a tiny infant, calm in my arms The beeping Why is it going slower—I know, I guess I’m dying Too early My death is, I haven’t even reach the brink of life I’ve only gotten a taste, a whiff You stay here Lying down next to me on a chair Face relaxed in sleep, away from the tendrils of stress and anxiety Teenagers They shouldn’t have to deal with this Especially not mine Why? Why life? Why must you take away? Why can’t you give? The beeping It’s even slower I feel my body relaxing to the point of nothing You wake up You scream my name, but I cannot see you For my eyes are closed, my mouth open My sweetheart Be safe Be kind Be careful I’ll watch over you wherever i am i promise my sweet Hannah