Why don't you speak out loud instead of living in your head

Seamstress

Where did we go wrong?
Thought she knew the answers all along.
Now she's staring at shattered glass,
The broken pieces of her past.

The razor shards like aching thorns
Threatening a heart that's worn.
You were there to sew the seams,
The thread you wove unspoken dreams.

An unfamiliar reflection of a girl who was,
Now a face defeated by love. 
Screaming there at the top of her lungs,
The pain she feels not letting up. 

She searches for you to come and save her,
Trying to pull herself out of the water.
Just when it seemed to be too deep,
You were there to let her weep. 

Your safe embrace made her whole,
Stitching the patches of her wounded soul.
For now she sees the awakening light,
Determined to put up one last fight.