Crouched Down

Crouched down

Lost

Holding onto her beliefs

Praying for them to send her a pathway

But knowing that they never will

Crouched down

Afraid

Holding onto her dreams

Praying that monsters are not real

But knowing that devils live among us

Crouched down

Alone

Holding onto a stuffed animal

Praying for it to hug her back

Because she knows it is one thing that will never leave her

Crouched down

Ashamed

Holding onto the moments

Praying for the guilt to diminish

But knowing there is not enough time

Crouched down

Suffering

Holding onto the possibilities

Praying for the pain to subside

Not knowing that pain is necessary

Crouched down

Detached

Holding onto her feelings

Praying that they will matter

But knowing that they never will

Crouched down

Hollow

Holding onto the words

Praying for them to be true

But knowing that they are all lies

Crouched down

Desolate

Holding onto her body

Praying for the shell to remain intact

When everything inside is shattered

Crouched down

Unwanted

Holding onto the future

Praying that someone will want her

But knowing that no one ever will

Crouched down

Defeated

Holding onto her chest

Praying to feel the heartbeat

If only it would last forever

Crouched down

Forlorn

Trying to let go of the past

Praying for the ghosts to leave her alone

But knowing that the past always comes back to haunt you

Crouched down

Hopeless

Letting go of everything

Her prayers are unanswered

Her beliefs do not matter

Her dreams evaporate

The stuffed animal falls to the ground

The moments will not last forever

The possibilities disappear

Her feelings go unknown

She could not see the truth

Her shell was broken

The beats cease to thump

As the past consumes her forever