she is standing on the final floor

contemplating wrecking death’s design

just to find herself some peace

because people around her will never comprehend

the profound walls in her reality

for she wonders between the unknown spaces

all the people she has loved have torn her down

sold her out through fear

insulted and mocked her until their lungs bled out

but they will all sought redemption

when everything ends

for she is unique in all that she is

she walks through the rain that floods inside

coming to different conclusions then the rest

she has seen too much pain, of which she keeps concealed

contained beneath her mask of flesh

the world just doesn’t see her everyday conflict

this uphill struggle

the battles she cannot win

but her will is strong and she will carry on

through the unrelenting problems she can never change

for they make her who she is

the beauty that shines within can never decay

she constantly debates if the inner war

is a good enough trade for her beautiful heart

that inspires everyone she helps without returns

she will never believe the knowledge of what i see

for even if she did decided to jump

she would be carried by her angel wings