• I'm so scared of myself,
    That I can no longer look,
    Into pictures,
    Or mirrors,
    That once use to hang,
    On these now empty walls.

    Seeing her broken smile,
    And shattered heart,
    Reflecting back at me,
    Only makes me want,
    To play a part,
    Where all I do,
    Is sit and tear!

    Taken away from her mum,
    And her family so dear,
    This would now be,
    Her tenth year!

    Through her screams,
    And yelps,
    She cried!

    Looking out the back window,
    Seeing only her moms,
    Out streched arms,
    And tears,
    Streaming down,
    Trying to keep up,
    With the car,
    Screaming out her name!

    But all this little girl could do,
    Was cry,
    And watch her mom slowly dissapear,
    As they pulled her away forever!

    How could a child,
    At this age,
    So young,
    EVER forget,
    This HORRIBLE day?

    As I am now sixteen,
    This horrible memory,
    Still haunts me,
    Like a film without sound,
    Everytime I look,
    Deep into her ice cold eyes,
    All I see is pain!

    She picks up the pen,
    And begins to write:

    "Through all this pain,
    There IS something.
    Something you can ALWAYS gain,
    And as I finish,
    Writing this letter,
    I hope your life will be,
    SO much better!"

    She folds the letter,
    And cuddles up,
    With her childhood teddy,
    Sitting by the last remaining mirror,
    She cries her last tear,
    And pulls the trigger!

    Watching the flame,
    Of life,
    Quickly burn out,
    From her icy eyes,
    She smiles,
    And relizes,
    She is     FINALLY free!