The grave

Her eyes tell a story of frustration and pain..

Thats why she doesnt want you to look again

She avoids eye contact so much.... But avoiding cannot work as her crutch

Her soul is damaged more than her heart 

She couldn't help but fall apart

Every one said she was strong enough 

She couldn't handle, the situations were tough "I cant do this anymore", her soul shouted

Demons made her room crowded

She still talks with the demons around the corner 

Standing on her grave, a bunch of mourners 

While laying in the dug hole, she is still not at peace