Where Did She Go?

A heart that hurts

Because it's hard to speak, 

To share the story of the pain 

That brought this girl

To her knees.

Why does it hurt to bleed?

A soul learning to be free.

To stand still means no change, 

But moving forward

Can cause ripples

In a journey to peace,

Fighting beyond the pain.

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You only missed me when you saw me smiling, 

Yet only caused more pain.

Told me I was crazy,

Because the way you show love was insane.

Caught between depression and anxiety,

Because my heart was trying to remain the same.

I gave it my all, 

And left with more blame.

Everything I would give 

You only took,

And beat me with words, 

That replayed in my brain.

How to move, 

How to breathe, 

Never liking me being me.

Trying to change,

To fit into your box, 

You set up as a cage.

Forced to Isolate, 

My body stopped, 

No longer responding to its name. 

You won you see, 

Not my body, 

But yours to beat.

I know you were hurting, 

But this was destroying me.

I had to leave,

When you still wanted more

And there was nothing left of me.

When I sought out for comfort

They only saw you as the one hurt, 

Because I am always fine,

The words you believe, 

Even when you can see the red blurry eyes, 

Behind the lies of that line.

The woman seen as weak 

For staying knowing she should leave, 

But left to few choices, 

When more helped

Only to bury me, 

So now she seems 

Closed off and too good to speak, 

But if she was to yell, 

No one would even care to hear 

These things. 

So, she stays silent 

And takes on more violence, 

But her soul still whispers 

And when she cries it quiet.

A pain you can’t hear

Is just added weight, 

So, when new comes near

She is quick to turn away. 

Not out of fear, 

But because 

Her work is for change, 

And she is tired telling

When those choose to not listen anyway.

No need to ask

Because she does not speak the same, 

You’ll see the story, 

Written through her art,

Those stories that man call insane.

Once real

Hidden behind her eyes, 

Trying to see the meaning 

To that part of her life, 

Once wanting to die

Now learning to fly, 

From a time

We were all hurting inside. 

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