Lost soul
She tries to hide it,
she is slowly dying inside
waiting for someone,
something to show the light
A women of anger.. anger and strife
slowly becoming demoralized
She was once so strong
She was once so brave
Now she is slave to her own mental disarray
She was once so strong
she was once so brave
No she slowly slips away
Numbing herself to sleep
Numbing herself to forget the pain
As it is the only way
She can be helped
She can be saved
But instead she chooses to fade away
She can’t be helped
She can’t be saved
She will forever slip away
She will fall down the pit of despair
Once she hits the bottom she nor anyone will ever care
Her voice will not be heard, as it can’t reach the top
Only the memory of her will occasionally braise the minds of the people who have long forgot..
-Caleb Evans
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