Part Three: Coping

KRISSY'S FAMILY P.O.V

We watch her cry, we watch her break;

the sounds she make are of so much pain.

That damn fuckboy and all his charms,

left my baby sister, trapped in the inner grasps of harm.

"Why didn't she listen?" My parents and I fum over her wails. Why didn't she?

She'll never tell.