She Sits

she sits in the corner, her arms

hugging her tight, despising light

because its only at night that she can cry

cry because shes lost & doesnt know where to go

and find herself.

she goes crazy. insane

shes become deranged and enraged

she... lost... her... self,

her soul

one thats become so cold

it could steal souls, including yours

and yet you watch her crumbling, crying, dying

dying to free from captivity

fear, her captor... it holds her back

holds her strong

and its chains? unbreakable.

but you dont understand it

you deny it, while she dies from it

you couldve helped her way before

but you didnt... so shes lost not only

herself but her soul.

-FIN-

28Feb08