Little
Girl
So sad is the little girl
That stares into the mirror
And wishes to be anywhere but here.
Memories fade in and out,
And when she closes her eyes
A dark past begins to arise.
She sees the little girl,
Sees her terror, feels her pain,
Her cries made in vain.
She’s hit into submission
Condemned into silence-
Stripped of any defense.
He takes her as he pleases,
Uses and abuses this precious child-
She just looks and gives a smile.
The smile provides her only defense
To a world laying broken at her feet,
A world from which she retreats.
Into the present she slips,
Opening her eyes to what’s real,
Wondering if she’s ready to heal.
So sad is the little girl
Wise beyond her years,
And who only wishes for a tear.
Eyes begin to close
She begins to feel the pain
And get rid of others’ shame.
Finally beginning to heal,
She puts her trust in one,
And looks up, facing the sun.