I saw her in a corner

I think it will be forever.

Screaming, begging for brightness

She cried, and kneeled  in darkness

She smiled, she laughed

But she knew how hurt it was.

Telling herself, it will just pass by

But the truth, a scar will be left behind.

Keeping all those -ship with the others,

That was all she wanted to do

In the end, she was stabbed

In her own pale, white back.

I see her standing in the middle..

Will she ever return, in her brighter soul?

I ask, I ask..

How can a wound be healed

If its already numb and medicines cant be filled......