My Heart
My heart cries out in tears,
But no one hears.
I lay there alone
On the cold wet stone.
The knife cuts deep;
Stronger my heart weeps.
No tears in my eyes
As I watch the dark blue skies.
No noise can be made
i am not just afraid -
Terror stricken and horrified.
As a part of me died.
Someone new takes my place,
But the horror inside cannot be erased.
I go away in my mind -
So, me, no one can find.
Death I long for
As my heart is tore.
Someday I will be
Totally free -
Of the torture I took
That's not just a book.
The memories are real -
The pain I still feel.
Someday somwhere
Maybe someone will care.
My hope is so weak,
But for freedom I seek.
I pray for you, too,
That God will carry you through -
The horror you survived
As you are still alive!
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