The power of she
There she stands alone
Ignored by the ones she once held dearest to her heart
You see her gentle eyes
The features on her face
You would never guess what she keeps hidden
It appears shes in a on going battle that may take her life
She cries out her sorrows before she sleeps
The knife she holds is no stranger
She dosen't even know why she puts herself in danger
Locked up in side
There is no key
No hope for her breaking free
The demon that has consumed her heart
Her soul
She waits for someone to hear her crys of help
All she dose is curl in herself
Wasting away
The choice is still hers
To live or die
The choice of suicide runs through her head
But all she can do is lay in her bed
Sleeping the pain away
When she walks outside
She will end up smiling
Keeping her true self locked
Showing the face everyone has known
This isn't over yet
For I am she
She is me
I'm not over my life quite yet
Even though I'm filled with so many emotions
I will fight
Then make it though my battle alive