Permeated her perforated, threadbare soul; her
Yesterdays the only days that now have any meaning.
Breached, broken, beaten and scarred by the
Inevitable end of the illusion, she is left
Remote, reclusive, restrained and afraid
To even think of what was, what could have been – she is
Hopeless, sleepless, heartsick and heavily dependent on
Drugs, dreams, duty and the ones who harmed her before he did; she
Advertises her shame and her pain incessantly, yet unintentionally…
You need only look into her empty eyes to know she is gone.
Nothing left of her, nothing