She cries,

Pain and sadness,

She lies,

Hiding from her madness.

 

No love,

She sees herself as useless, and untouched.

Like a dove,

Innocent but craves for so much.

 

The dark side.

Takes over her day by day.

But her pride,

Is overridden by a hunger if you may;

 

She’s found.

A hand pulling her from this fall;

Not broken and unbound

Her walls crumble, once tall.

 

Love,

She’s whole again

With another dove,

She found herself in.

Freedom, she is now

Creating a life long happy kingdom

With a dove that flew by one day

And saved her from life’s dismay.