Her World Left Behind
A wall painted blue
With the slighted tint of grey
Opposite a jungle scene.
The bedding is of lavender
With some curtains to match
Next to a basket woven with care
The basket is left closed
The room is left empty
Wondering, "where has that child gone?"
A seat in the classroom
The colors, with use, faded
A name on a roster, unchecked
A locker of candy apple red
With a heart on the lock
And a shelf, with letters, filled
Secrets are shared by friends
But a link is left missing
Questions fly: "do you know where she is?"
A tree on a hill
On the sunniest afternoon
A book sits on top of a root
The pages dance in the breeze
As the tale dances within
A tale of youthful fancies
Tears fall fresh
Over the top of the hill
Her dearest cries "where are you now?"
The void outside closes up
As the world adjusts to the loss
Patterns weave into place
The void inside waxes
The pain grows imense
Rivers flowing of blue-grey
Deep in a distant land
Doped, beaten, and used
Her pimp grins "where is your daughter? Forever gone!"
