• A chrystaline teardrop falls down
    her face
    Another falls to take its place.
    She takes the abuse with a brave
    look on display
    But once its over she runs far away.
    Her only excape is at night in her
    dreams
    Where shes safe, where shes loved
    or so it seems.
    Day after day she begs for death, her only choice
    For she's too afraid to raise her voice.
    Until one day, when her dreams came true.
    by the time they found her, there
    was nothing they could do.
    She has excaped the hell she lived in
    every day.
    She cryed her last tear, and was
    swept away.
    now she lays peacful for the world
    to see.
    to see how the world left her. Empty. crying