Lost youth
Lost, wandering, a young girl looks for help,
but her small, contained snow globe sees no end.
No sign to show her safety
of what dangers lie ahead
Regret, that’s all she feels,
For her adult choices that lead her here.
Her world is now tilted around, like the snow globe
That contains her.
Trying to reclaim a youth,
an innocence,
that was lost the day she picked up the blade.
Wondering where her life has gone,
she sits reminiscing about the times when she would glow,
before she felt the need to hurt,
before she was shaken up in this trap of solitude.
Falls upon an answer,
but skins her knee.
There is always something she must give
to find her peace
some skin,
her youth,
anything she can mistreat.