A child abuse poem.
Hidden in her eyes, with scars on her hands,
there is a pain that lies so deep,
she keeps quiet, to everyone unaware,
she is happy and carefree,
another mask she uses,
tries to hide with all the lies,
An Angel soul, trapped in a dark hole,
I wish I could help, instead I watch helpless on the sidelines,
the scars lie deeper then skin, she feels happy just to get out,
anywhere but home, they wanna take her away,
she will be isolated again, always on the run,
I am so close but unable to help,
An innocent angel, trapped in hell,
she needs to spread her wings,
Hopefully I will be the one to set her free....