She Poem by Barbara Dixion

She's screaming
But she dosen't make a sound
Her smile hides that she breaks
Down when nobody's around
She is the bird in the tree
Whose broken wings cant fly
She is the defenition of lost
The meaning of why even try
She is the rose
That was forced to bloom
THe angel who died
Who now lives in gloom
She is the ghost
Of a childs innocence
She is the host
Of monsters in our hearts
She is the tree
That never fully grew
The most sacred person
WHo life threw
Away
She is the blood
A razor causes to drip on the floor
She is the hurt feelings
Of a slammed door
She is
ME