Her empire, once vast and free, is now walled up,
He marked her face with the scars of unkind kisses,

Her floating ship with all her ambition has been beached,
He sabotaged her boat of hopes and drowned her dreams,

Her bank rich with love and treasures untold has been robbed,
He crept into the secret chambers of her heart and left her hollow,

Her reservoir of strength no longer runs fresh and deep,
He tunneled into her and leaked away her innocence and life source,

Her days of blue and white light are now anchored with gravestones,
He carved his name on her fear and showed the world he owned her,

Her songs of pearls and paper butterflies lie silent and wrecked,
He tattooed his ruthless red rage and rules inside her trembling throat,

Her spirit…
He will never be able to touch or tarnish her spirit.