Even the Mighty Will Fall

Do you not see your hurting her from the inside out That soon tears that wish to rain become a sullen drought Misery from the mornings start Till night when the sun departs No wounds visible for the eye to see Just a child’s soul screaming to be free To be free from her hell on earth A new life dreamt to rebirth Do you not see that mask she holds upon her face A walking lie she begs to erase From the moment she wakes Knowing she will only make mistakes Feeling suffocated yet alone Wishing this life she could only postpone This facade she can’t help but portray A stereotypical teenager everyday Behind that mask is a girl in pain These chains that seem to remain Holding her back from her life she wants But a ghastly past that remands to haunt The sound of a beautiful laugh her way Though a silent cry she wishes to not display Eyes that brighten the darkest rooms Yet this misery still consumes Beauty that rivaled Venus herself If only she knew her worth itself Loved by all but her To vanish from this life she’d gladly prefer One night she broke down and cried Feeling many different emotions collide The Weight of her life crashing down into pieces To which her depression increases With a knife in her hand Though this wasn’t the original plan That Night a life was then lost And what would be that cost A family soon destroyed From a pain that they could only avoid A School soon torn in two Blame and guilt that no one could undo A beautiful soul gone before her time And yet who would be punished for this grim crime Could she have been saved For someone to set her free like she craved A harsh cruel world braved alone Even surrounded it was unbeknown A feeling like this could happen to any being It just takes a little foreseeing To save a life that was destined to live Before it’s something we wish to forgive When we’re forced to bury another young soul Seeming to lose all control Unchain your eyes to see the truth What is happening more to the youth A life gone here and there Yet people still turn their eyes from the despair Even the popular hide many dark lies In any form of shape or disguise Depression breaks our hearts to a weak state Until death we unknowingly await What can be done From what has already been begun A Life to save Before we further their life to a grave Even the mighty will fall To an end that we wished to never recall