Goodnight

Goodnight
January 16, 2008

Tired and bloody,
She pulls herself up
From the wreckage
She calls life.

She carries on,
Withdrawn and confused.
Silly girl, no one hears
Silent tears.

She watches the world
Through a frosted pane.
A prison, her home;
She's all alone.

She lays her head
Under the stars.
Just one more night,
She has to survive.