She falls asleep without a sound

or so you think

You don't hear her silently weep

No one knows the pain

she feels inside

No one sees the darkness

hid in her eyes

Darkness consumes her

  eats her alive

Death would be

a sweet surprise

She speaks not a work

trusting no one but herself

All she wants is to fly

free as a bird

But her wings have been clipped

she stands lonely in the street

Belittled beyond belief

tears roll as blood drips

Bright red blood flowing free

she is no longer in Misery