Looking in the mirror
I can see your hands around my neck...

If only you could see how beautiful you are
both inside and out...

Silently scared,
she cowers in the corner...

Deep pain and torture
during ritual abuse...

Your voice says who you are
thats what people say...

Once again I cannot sleep
as insomnia becomes routine...

I still think of you by the way
its been a while since i seen you...

Devastating news
of losing an unborn child...

Snap.
My heart...

Time is ticking by,
yet we still take for granted...

My trusting heart
and hopeful soul...

Atmosphere changes
as rumbling echoes approach...