As I walk through each thought,

My mind is wrought.

I fall into an infinite abyss.

Falling into bitter darkness.

I see an innocent victim of misconduct.

A heart that has been torn by those she trusts.

I see the cold pain that lingers within

A child that has been so appallingly crushed on the inside that anguish slips through her skin.

I see insecurity and silent tears.

I can tell that isolation and heartbreak are her biggest fears.

She longs to be held yet runs from love.

Only she and I know what she’s thinking of.

Why won’t she tell anyone how she prays

That someday she will be embraced?

Why does she fool all but me?

Why does she allow only me to see?

Who is this mistreated child?

Why is there anger underneath the mild?

How come she’s here, yet I’m the only presence?

I finally realize that I was falling down my soul, my essence.