Things abandoned are
Left behind
In the darkness

Nowhere to go,
Nowhere to live,
Suffer and pain

But still,
somewhere in the darkness,
a little spheric light
fly around,
and that we call,

Hope

Behind the suffer
Behind the pain

a little spheric light
wait for our call
and that we call,

*Hope

I watched her there

Standing from afar

Overlooking the horizon of a star

Darkness and voidness sorrounded her but surrenderee will someday surrender on her.

She ain't a knight with a shining armor of superiority.

She ain't a treatment that concealed every bruise of brutality.

She ain't a fantasy that hides the reality.

Cant you see? She's pretending, not being she.

Tons scratch, bruise and scars hidden within thee.

Strong lady.

Impregnable, inviolable and unassailable.

Strong outside yet fragile inside.

But then a youth stepped into her and bathed into her darkness.

Youth says to her, to the depression bearer: "What ails thee strong lady? That thou woe thy eye?"

Strong lady sat herself down and weeps, sunken cheeks and salted liquids run down her face, she speaks and says: "I should've sleep in peace young youth for I suffered desecrate and torment, aid not naebody, and father used and abused thee"

Yet, young youth says: "Hush down depression bearer henceforth I shall build thy walls and protect thee, thou shalt not say those words for I shall follow thee"