And Again Her Echo

Her scream of help was buried down again

Her echo of agony went to deaf ears, 

And thank the Lord, the darkness was standing by her like always,

For she could not withstand the scars painted on her,

She wouldn't sleep, afraid of the monsters lurking around, 

Every night she searched in the sky with shiny eyes, and dried tears,

" Am I tainted to the extent that my guardian angel is avoiding me too?"