I love what no one else could
for she hides with in a hood
she is hiding from the cold
at least that is what I am told
but I don’t believe this
I think she is still hiding from his fist
afraid of making mistakes
doing what ever it takes
to avoid the pain
just mealy trying to stay sane
she loved him so much
it took her years to fear his touch
and many more to leave the dark
but he had already left his mark
not on her skin but on her mind
a mark that was most unkind
she is now trapped in her hood
wishing she would have stood
stood sooner fought harder
even if it meant becoming a martyr
she despises that she was weak
hates how she acted mild and meek
when now she only feels rage
being trapped inside her cage
if only I could retrace time
offer more than some simply rhyme
all that I am able to do
is tell her how she is one of so few
that she is one that inspire me
and that is why I hope we shall forever be
one day she will remove her weights
I only hope that the fates
will allow me to see that day
if only to tell her its all ok