Silent rivers fall from her eyes

But nobody hears her muffled cries

And she lets the blood drip from her veins

She's numb to the world but alive to this pain

Tired of the life  she's forced to live

Can't seem to find a reason to breathe

Dreams vanished, hopes disappeared

Living the nightmare that filled her with dread

At night, she lays, wishing she was dead

But if she ever does need me, I'd be her friend.

                                                                                           Litterator.