Abused little girl
Broken at the Seams...

I thought about how it would be, one last time...
I imagine each moment and play it over again in my...

Once a true friend you declared to be
But really only seeking for yourself...

She's a vision a true sight to see
Even in her final days she possessed such beauty...

I thought about all the things I could say
And struggled with the right words to fill this...

So many nights go by and I lie awake thinking of...
Since you left I find it hard to explain...

Why do I feel safe looking into your eyes?
When all my feelings of fear so easily subside...

Slice the blade through my arm and watch the blood...
Releasing the hurt through my veins painfully...

I never wanted to be that girl who:
lies, denies, relies, asks so many why's...