Sans Voix

“Murder, Murder” Her innocent eyes whisper to the dark
But alas,
No one hears her cry
Mute to the world,
Her tears write the lines
Forever burnt upon her face;
A horror no one can erase

A flaw,
A scar upon her beauty
A signature of the torment in her memory

Not a voice to comfort,
Not a soul to ease the pain
Alone in her suffering,
And forever to remain
The silence cannot give birth to a voice that never came
Never will her words reveal the lies to his name.