I sit in my room.

I’m wide awake.

I only see a tomb

Who I’ve become is fake.

Love & lust.

How can I trust?

Pain & fears.

The bloody soul tears.

Once more, close my eyes.

I’ve only known lies.

Clenching my fists.

As I look at my lists.

Anger & hate.

A hopeless fate.

Death & life.

A soul filled of strife.

My broken wings.

Sorrowful melody sings.

Hold me close in your arms.

Fading away in lost charms.

Faith & hope.

I can hardly cope.

Honor & truth.

Silenced & alone in a booth.

Let me see joy.

For once I am no toy.

2011 unpublished work. © by Rebbecca Abernathy