In the way that I see
Her oblivious recognition
To the haunts of defeat
There is no reminiscing
Of life outside her hell
Sanctified by his hand
Yet he is not a religion
Though she sees him that way
He’s just creature who hates
With controlling demands
Put an end to her light
It just flickers blue to black
Like the marks on her skin
I can only stare back at
Her torment that doesn’t end
No, I have no real voice
In helping her to understand
I am just a burden of truth
That she can’t comprehend
Realization comes eventually
But so often in the end
A person so beautiful
Inside she touches my world
My words never enough
In reaching beyond her skin
Bring out that scared little girl
Grab the sun’s warmth
Come out of the pain
Walk in a better day
Before it’s too late
To walk again