Buried Secrets August 10 2004
Her body covered with the bruises and scars,
her heart withholding the truth.
Her eyes speak the sadness, her mind won't let her say,
confused, she doesn't know what to do.
In her eyes, hope there's none,
all hope has been taken away.
Courage she has it's just hidden within
and strength to be able to face the day.
A victim in the world of brutal abuse,
now lost inside her own fear.
Weak from all of the confusion and pain,
left alone with nothing but her tears.
Screaming out for all of the world to hear,
her eyes say a thousand words.
With nobody there to guide her through,
her silent pleas were never heard.
Trapped inside a life of h*ll,
a girl with no name, now just a faded memory.
Her life brought to a tragic end
and her secrets now buried under a rock carved so beautifully.
Forgotten to the world, an empty soul,
her life now condemned to hell.
Just a statistic, a file with no face,
her story, she can never tell.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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