The Look in Her Eyes

The look in her eyes are intense with pain;

She screams in the night, longing for the end;

She stares out the window watching the rain;

Hoping the hurt she feels might someday bend.

There is no color left in her once rosy cheeks;

For the darkness has taken over her whole;

There is no longer that joy when she speaks;

She tiptoes around like she’s walking on coal.

The love she knew is now broken apart;

Her fragile heart has been pulled in two;

The thoughts that swim through her head are art;

In her eyes the sky is grey though it’s blue.

She wishes for death to end her pain today;

With all the bad things she still chooses to stay.