Death In The Dark Poem by Heather Rhoden

Whispering in the dark,
Praying for a friend.
She wonders
If the pain will ever end.
Will someone take it away
Or will it stay with me
Forever and always?
Will someone finally see
That what happens to her
Is not right?
When he hits her
During the night,
She pretends not to hurt.
Walking through the store,
With bruises all over her,
She pretends not to hear their whispers.
She ignores their stares,
Wishing for a second
That was filled with no fears.
Praying in the dark,
Hoping to die.
To get away from there
Without closing her eyes.
She pictures hills and streams
With blue skies and white clouds
Instead of tears and screams.
She wants to die now
Because she has no friends
And when he is there, she cowers.
A flick of his wrist
She falls down,
Without a whisper
Without a sound.
He hurts her again and again
As she whispers in the dark
Praying for a friend.
Without a thought,
She gets off the floor
And finds what she sought,
Thinking 'No more, No more'
Blood flows free from her veins
When she drew the knife
Across again and again.
She got what she wanted in life;
She got the end.