To everyone watching her plight
It seemed she fell away
Buried herself deep inside
And hid from everything.
But they could not witness the fight
Within her soul that raged:
He’d crept, a thief, into her life
And left there scars and shame.
The one trusted to hold her tight
And guard her with his strength
Had cloaked his poison in disguise
Until it was too late.
At last intentions brought to light
Revealed the brutal gaze–
But after she had given life
And suffered in his flame.
While to those ones whose watchful sight
Believed she’d fell away–
Hidden behind her languid eyes
Is a torturous pain.
Thus do not judge her silent plight
For she herself has gained
A judgement so determined by
A devil and his games.