Hurt, pain, confusion she feels,

All hidden and kept in a bottle.

She now wishes things were unreal,

Accepting life's blow full throttle.



Many years later she chose to rejoice,

Thanking lord God for hearing her voice.

No more of her cruel father's abuse,

Happy at the thought of not being used.



She now finally decides to marry,

Ecstatic she was able to tarry.

Out with her hubby on vacays,

In the sun, enjoying their days.