She walked down the lane, as the darkness over fell the sun
She thought her smile hid the pain, that years ago had begun.
Tears escaped her fragile receptor, as they caressed her dampened cheek,
Memories still haunted her, for days and nights and for several weeks.
Bruises on her wrists were the signs of hurt inflicted on herself
But the bruises along her body, were the doings of someone else.
Slaps and punches, glasses and knives, all had graced her skin.
Their faded marks were on her body, but their wounds were preserved deep within.
All she had wanted was a family, a place she called a home
But woe betide what heaven graced her with , was facing her 'dreams' all alone.
She'd wake up in the middle of the night, the nightmare too gore to watch
Her screams and pleas would echo in her mind, still as fresh as it was.
She'd left that house a long time a ago, probably measured in years.
She'd left everything ashore, everything besides her fears.
She tried creating a new persona, perfect for a disguise,
But her heart was still infected with ...remorse, regret and lies.
That man still haunted her, her dreams , heart and ties
The man who killed her innocence and childhood, with just a few strikes.
She knew the saying all too well, once dead then never alive
She also knew that she'd never again be, that smiling girl in the picture by her bedside.
