Out her mouth you smacked the words
Tripping over “I’m sorry” and “forgive me”
Ripped the dress
Leaving her stranded
With nothing but solitary confinement left to be spoken
Yet! Regret marked in every footstep

Hoping to change the melody of the tears linked in her eyes
Praying that it can only get better
So she waits and I noticed that this girl is beautifully broken.

I watched her every move
Glancing in the mirror
She had an upbeat wonderment as to where she went wrong
And I wondered “what kind of person would do this?”

I never envisioned her like this when I was five or seven or even eleven
And here she is
Beautifully broken in her own despair and desire

Craving for someone to lift her spirits
In high hopes that this didn’t really happen
She only wants you and I have no respect for such a child
You marked bruises on her face of the darkest blues and blacks
Knots were left on the side of her cheeks and forehead

“You sir! Have no idea what love consist of, this can only mean infatuation.”
And I try to tell her, “He will take until he sees your body at peace with the rest”
“Escape while you can”

Sooner or later
I must face facts and realize that he changed her outlook forever
And this face that was once so innocent and plain is now beautifully broken.