Her body lies withered in pain
Broken on the cold floor beneath her
Her face, stained with tears
Green eyes almost swollen shut
Brown hair matted
Pale white skin marked with silver scars.
I know what she is going through
The pain that won’t subside
And the silence that calls her name
How long will she be still there?
How long until she stirs?
So desperately I want to help her up,
And with all my being I want to love her
But I do not have the strength,
For I am her,
And know all too well,
this girl is unworthy of love
