The Theft.

She can't hide the pain or the scars.
She would gaze at the sky and make wishes upon stars.
So much has been lost and can never be found,
As she was beaten she didn't dare make a sound.
Everything struck her,
Now feelings of hatred start to stir.
Everything she had ever bottled up and kept,
She was such a strong soul nd only cried as she slept.
They all lied and said help was on the way...
These nightmares still haunt her to this day.
There's nothing left to live for,
No nothing at all, Not anymore.
Can't help but want to end it all,
She's dragging the blade across her wrist, Now watch her fall...