There she stands alone, time frozen she waits,

Her breath stills, afraid something will harm her.

Silence overwhelms, she tries to create.

Impenetrable walls as her armour.

With clenched fists, eyes shut she tries to unfold,

A time of bliss, a time of sweet rejoice.

Deep she reaches, into her darkened soul,

Searching for forgotten smiles from his voice.

With hands bleeding from the shards of her heart,

Her sunkissed cheeks turn to moonlight sorrow.

It sinks deeper, it’s tearing her apart.,

She knows her love, was only a borrow.

Yet still she searches for scattered pieces,

As she tries to blink back her tears of mourning.

“Daddy don’t go!” She cries as she reaches,

And parish does she, without clear warning.

She spent countless minutes, she spent her life,

Now numbness overwhelms, she feels no more.

Rejection takes form, causing pain and strife,

She lays bleeding now, face down, on the floor.

A damsel was she, in the midst of war,

With eyes fixated upon the horizon.

She cried, when the knight mounting the white horse,

Never arose, she knew of no stand in.

So you see father, without the armour,

she lies bleeding, and yet she always bled.

You vowed to let nothing ever harm her,

And yet at night she cried upon her bed.

Are you happy now? There she remains dead,

Upon the battlefield of her past.

Now her unwritten lore ends,

You should of known father, she wouldn’t last.