There she sits again hugging her knees,
New house, diferent doorway, same pain.
Alone and miss understood, afraid and
Foolish to believe things could be any diferent.
She listens to the anger downstairs while she tries
to block the sadness, but
it overwhelms her,
What did she do to deserve to suffer the
wraith of such cruel
Did she not prove over these long years that shes
your faithful angel?
But he chooses to stay the same, ever watching,
ever waiting for the day that will never come..the day she betrays him.
Why must she stay hidden when all she ever needed was to feel the sun on her face?
Years go by and children grow, faces wrinkle and attitudes change, but not for all of us.
She hugs her knees in tighter as they are her only comfort, she detaches
herself from them, and as
she presses her wet cheek against them she pretends they are the shoulders of a loving friend.
She is broken, a willow tree in its final storm, clinging onto her roots as she sadly watches her branches fall away.
She knows in her bitter heart that she has done all she can.
It is time to lay her hopes
and dreams down to rest.
There is no place for herself, she will forever be just part of theirs...