This girl has seen more than she can handle,
Day by day she’s reduced to nothing, like a burning candle.
Her life as dark as the bruises she has seen,
But she remains bright
She’s convinced she can rise like the moon light
She finds comfort in the warmth of a palm
And from a heartbeat she sings and she hums
With relief she falls into open arms
She has been longing for something else
Something she can’t get from herself
But later realizes she has fallen into a trap
Like skin the palms are exposed and begin to grab
Around her neck they wrap
This girl as naive as most
Hums to a beat but not like before
She hears thumps and then a roar
Reminded of what she has seen
In her recurring dream
She hits the floor
Little girl gets love but never from within
She’s suffocated by the arms she found warmth in
With no options she chooses to run
Because her worst nightmare has now begun
Young girl do not lament in darkness
All arms are not a harness
Believe in Him up above
And please, do not give up on love.
