Her Despair Poem by Sarah Simard

She cries
She calls
She lies
She falls.

She comes
She goes
Where?
Only she knows.

Her heart bleeds inside
and bleeds on the out
She can't figure what she's about.

Her nights were haunted
She thought no one cared
Love was all she wanted
But instead she was scared.

When she thought she was alone,
along came a freind she could call her own
Now that she had hope to hold
She won't return to the old.

Years had gone by and without a doubt.....
Now she knows what she's about.