She sits...
She sits...
Tears running down
Her once pretty face.
She sits...
Broken hearted,
Wondering how she came to this place?
She sits...
Thinking about life
And the shadows that befall.
She sits...
As she wonders
What's the use of it all?
She sits...
In anticipation
For an answer that she seeks.
She sits...
And she waits
For some distant voice to speak.
She sits...
Wondering why
There's pain and strife?
She sits...
Hoping and begging,
There is more to this life.
She sits...
Beaten and broken
By one she used to trust.
She sits...
Now looking
With complete and obvious disgust.
She sits...
With the hope
They will once again be close.
She sits...
As she watches,
Mourning a loved one decomposed.