The life on the floor

The bars hold her in like she in a prison cell
Trying to escape but doesn't know how to get through
She hides and screams but no one hears
No one know what is really there.
They look past her without a care
As the tears run down with none to spare
Her feet are trembling upon the floor
Her body shaking, pale, and red
while the blood drops down all that soft silky skin
still no one sees whats that floor
screaming and yelling for the help she needs
she calls for help but there is no one there
she tries to look toward the light but only darkness surrounds her life.
she is scared and needs help.
will you help her if you knew who she was