She sobs on her knees She begs God for mercy She has finally been broken.
She sobs and she sobs and she sobs Pleading with her Lord to hear her prayers just once All signs of life, all evidence of a thriving spirit within her have been crushed.
Sobbing on her knees And saying her final prayers She has become so broken her shattered heart beats its last.
And now all is well. Everything is so much better now. She wonders if any of her former friends will be sorry, but everyone knows Everything is so much better now.
Sorry if you find it just a little disturbing or a little too honest, but poetry has to be real to feel real and if it doesn't make you feel anything what's the point?