A girl sits lonely and sad
Her heart aches for the love she never had
The air is ripped from her lungs
Gone in a slither of tongues
She weeps for her innocence, long forgotten
Remembers as her flesh was torn like cotton
The hair rips from her skull
The ache is subtle and dull
Her screams are silent
While his touch is invasive and violent
He leaks like milk from a jug
Then leaves like a pride filled thug
The marks on her waist turn blue
His “love” white and slick like glue
She cries to distract from the pain
Then shoots up straight through the vein
Hey eyes are glassy and round
She dies without making a sound
One thought crosses her mind
Before it’s all left behind
Love is all she ever wanted
The one thing that leaves us all haunted
The air slips from her chest
At least she tried her best
Her life eventually goes
Gone in a flurry of woes