Dark memories

A tween girls dark memories from when she was a young child.

I remember when daddy beat mommy
After, he proceeded to beat baby brother sonny
I hid in the closet
Waiting for death to set
I was only four
But my emotions were always so sore
Mommy should have left dad
But she didn't and now I'm mad
He stabbed her that night
It was a god awful sight
Blood all over the floor and things daddy use to hord
I remember me saying 'help me lord'
God did save me
That's why I'm living and can see
Mom why didn't you leave dad
Now my life is a mess, always so sad
You ruined my life dad,now it's not the same
The word 'dad' why do I still call you that name?