A soul so delicate
Yet so stained
Broken and frayed
She still keeps trying
To scrub it away
Despite the pain

The moon in the sky
Looked grey
Yet bright enough
To shine
Through the peaks
In my blinds
And bold enough
To wink
Goodnight
To me

How can I cry
When I have
Opened my eyes
How can I
Be mad
When I could
Put my feet
Upon the ground
Unassisted
How can I
Give up
When a Life
Has just been taken
How can I quit
When I have
Only.just
Begun
It may seem
Dark
But light.is
Hiding
Peeking behind
Covered clouds