Innocence trapped in traged

Scared and alone a gal,crouches behind the door,her momma and daddy fighting again and she prays they will stop soon,she didn't mean to make daddy mad by spilling her cup of milk.She's to young to knw it's not her fault,too young to even knw wht she feels is quilt.The voices become louder as daddy chasses momma down the short hall,echos of palm againt skin fill,the mind a gal to small,the door slams open and mama runs in daddy follows grabbing her by the hair and slapping her again,the little begs"please daddy don't"and clings to his thigh bt anger has cosumed hm he shoves hs child aside,pushing momma down,he tears at her clothers and his hand forces her leges apart,momma goes still because she knws,if she fights she'll only get hurt,roughly he prenetrates as she lays limp,taking satifaction in her surrender over and over,everytime its the same thing daddy rapes momma over ana over each nyt,while a small gal watches unable to help and scared to death praying God will help,and momma dinging to desperate hope with each breath<Do my words have any affect on you>