Fragile, she cries for the loss of a soul that stood no chance,
This soul is now in heaven and around her Angels dance.
Time heals the wounds no other external force can.
There is no escaping the hurt inflicted by this heartless man.
She watches the hands of the clock turn and turn,
As she feels the pain of another lesson to learn,
Kneeling down to pray for forgiveness and grace,
Forgive me God and take this soul to a better place.
She wonders if the scars will heal
With her fingertips she can feel…
Across her heart the bitterness,
Ever reminding her this nightmare was real.