With Closed Eyes She Sleeps

A lost and lonely girl here sleeps
Upon the dusty floor she lays
Curled up within herself she weeps
And grieves the death of better days.

Her hair is tangled from neglect
With dirty face and dirty hands
Tattered clothes in which she's dressed
Cover bruises, cuts, and bloody bands.

The wind comes through the open door
It blows her hair across her face
It pushes at her on the floor
And makes her shiver in cold's embrace.

The screams of pain inside her rage
A sound her heart has come to know
She should be dreaming at this age
But innocence was stolen long ago.

Now distant are her dreams escape
For night has drifted in so fast
She wills herself to find a place
To hide from hands of anger's grasp.

She hears him coming up the stairs
She seals herself inside her tomb
He'll try to hurt her, but she swears
He'll not find her in this room.

She hears his steps they grow in sound
He's almost here outside her door
She takes the razor and cuts a round
And watches blood drops on the floor.

The door is open to her fate
This man no longer has the power
Her heart and soul safe from his rape
Just a shell of her left in this tower.

No longer does she feel the pain
Or hear the screams inside her mind
All is quiet but the red blood rain
That whisks away this little child.

Now she's feeling comfort's warmth
She's safe and free from his reach
As he kicks the lifeless form
With closed eyes, she finally sleeps.