Sacrifice
She sacrifices herself,
on an altar of secrecy.
Leaving the best of her,
on the cold stone of iniquity!
Hidden behind a smile of "I'm okay",
she says she can't remember yesterday.
Yet those scars on her bitten lip,
have a different message to say.
She shuns her femininity,
the reminder of her misery.
Locked within an artist's mind,
freedom exchanged for insanity!
St. Peter offers some treasured relief.
Yet in her mind she's trapped underneath,
the weight of a man now dead and gone.
Ensnared within her forgiveness belief!
Time doesn't heal,
because she never reaches out.
Frustration expressed, in each strangled shout.
Clinging to the fragments she never talks about.
Pieces of evidence are everywhere,
top to neck clothing and short cut hair.
That once carefree girl who is no longer there.
Now she adheres to rules of right and fair.
Cracking jagged shards bottled up inside.
She doesn't believe her broken needs repair,
sometimes the victim is sadly unaware.
So she occupies the shadow lands of being scared,
relief is elusive for her thoughts remain unshared.
Her a silent prisoner with soul insnared,
sacrificed by a monster who pretended he cared!
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