[ She hides from the world, ]

She hides from the world,
So no one could see,
What she was hiding?
The pain written on her face,
Tears stained on her cheeks,
Leaving a permanent mark.
No one consoles her.
No one takes away the pain.
No one tells her "it's not your fault."
She grasps slowly onto that little hope,
That someone would rescue her,
From the pain she feels,
Locking the whole world out,
Until there is no more pain.
She closes the curtain,
Makes the noose and puts it around her neck,
Kicks out the chair beneath her feet,
And she dangles there.
No one consoles her.
No one takes away the pain.
NO one tells her "it's not your fault."
She appeared before the gates of heaven,
She fell to her knees,
Tears stained her cheeks,
Leaving a permanent mark.
God opens the gates,
Allowing her to come in,
With one motion of his hand.
Somone consoles her.
Somone takes away the pain.
Someone tells her "it's not your fault."