Blood seeps down her thigh
as a tear trickles from her eye
The only question left is "Why?"
Why did it get so bad?
Why did she feel so sad?
Why won't the demons leave her alone?
Why is there no where left to call home?
How could she escape this Hell?
Without just rocking shut into her shell?
Who would be her knight in shining armor?
She can't bare it any longer
What will become of this girl?
Will someone save this unfound pearl?
Or will she be left alone, rotting
while people on the outside stand gawking
as though she were an exhibit behind the glass
These feelings won't seem to ever pass
But for now she will sit and wait
While the demons scream "Hate!"
Clawing at her skin
it seems definite that they will win
Starve, purge, cut
she started to rock shut
The future became black
though she didn't dare to seek
the help that she desired
She grew much too tired
For now she will sit, she will wait
Wondering of her fate
