It only took one night
For her body
To become
A graveyard,
Only one touch;
An unwanted touch
Tainting her
Delicate skin,
Clawing
And
Mutating it
Into a bed of debris.
The light
In her eyes was
Stripped that night,
The warmth
In her heart was
Squeezed out,
And she was pushed
Into darkness
Where
Memories of
That wretched night
Haunted her
Like ghouls.
But even in
That darkness,
She managed to see
A glimmer of light,
A breeze of hope,
And she understood
That even
Lifeless Graveyards
Bear flowers
That still grow