For Amy

February 23, 2012
Circles shadow,
Dull the sparkle in her eye.
Chains bind,
restraining her heart.
Etch words of hate.
Burn her writhing skin.
The knife stabs deeper,
Penetrating her soul;
Crushing hope.
Light only lingers, it no longer dances;
Fading the smile
That captured hearts.
Cheeks no longer rosy,
Muscles strained;
Pain overtakes all.
Where is the joy?
It used to radiate,
Spreading at her every word.
All we see now:
Clothing hanging limply,
Shrouding her pale skin.
Shivering, living
Moment to moment.
Hanging by a thread.
Her life is a struggle.
She just wants to cry.
Masking her scars,
Preparing for battle,
Preparing for the next breath.

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