She lost her touch.
She lost her smile.
She hasn't been herself
in quite a long while.

Every day she'd look,
but all seemed gone.
She lay in bed
for all was wrong.

Her thoughts and actions
were not her at all.
She'd crumble at every step,
every mile, every fall.

She stayed this way
for a couple of years.
Waking up to sadness
and lying in tears.

After all this time
she wants to change things.
Let hope take a hold
and let happiness sting.

She will find her touch.
She will smile.
She will find herself,
but this time in a short while.