Removed
There’s this place between the window and the door,
Against the wall and sitting on the floor.
It’s where she goes when she needs some time.
She worked so hard; it was such a tall climb.
She tried and tried and gave it her all,
But never even imagined this fall.
But sometimes things aren’t what they seem.
They twisted and turned into the extreme.
And as the tears spill down her cheek,
She feels overbearingly, overwhelmingly weak.
All she had tried for and accomplished thus far
Had quietly diminished like a slow-fading star.
The earth had turned and the trees had cried.
Slowly but surely, everything died.
Devotion dissolved and her smile went away.
Things became paler day after day.
Words were whispered and hearts were failed.
Her complexion was softly, opaquely veiled.
The most beautiful soul could never compare.
She was torn in a struggle, caught in a snare.
She had delicately receded, gently withered.
Through her mind tormenting thoughts slithered.
Her heart became shriveled inside her body’s frame.
How could the result of her actions bring so much shame?
Her emotions were tender, fragile, and deep.
Her breathing became heavy as she began to weep.
Sobs erupted from the depths of her core.
Her sorrow made her achingly, gruesomely sore.
Her screams, her wails, and her painstaking cries
Choked up her throat and brought back the lies
Her eyes captured images and locked them up tight,
But tears blurred her vision; she knew wrong from right.
So why had she chosen to walk down this road?
Despair caused her regret in herself to explode.
It had been so desirable, she had felt so ready.
Eagerly they had jumped into this; it was rough, unsteady.
It wasn’t beautiful, it wasn’t honest, it wasn’t deserved or savored.
Her decision had been suddenly morally wavered,
But she had went ahead and carried through.
She hadn’t known what else to do.
Her purity had been torn and shaken,
Ripped from her life, brutally taken.
She could never change what she had lost.
She’d given part of herself away at such a cost.
Her future husband could not fully take her in.
He wouldn’t be the only one to touch her skin.
Her gift to her future husband is no more.
She’s crumpled up in her place on the floor.
As she tries to cause this memory to fade to black,
She knows nothing with her future husband will be left out or held back.
