The things you do to her
Crumble and crush her world
The sun will rise again
To be the mother of a new day
The moon approaches at dark
To herald a note of vividness
She struggles to survive the sad
She fights to not tarnish your memory
And she attempts to keep one
She screams inside over and over
The torture inside is not
Being able to be with you
In each and every way
Day after day, again and
Again...Can you feel her pain?