Her

Covered in cuts from the blade that kissed her skin
She lives to suffer playing games she can't win
Her body full of poision ash blacks out her lungs
A beaten path she's lead down God can't right her wrongs
A venoumous death, curses within her veins
Numbing her mind, so she cannot feel the rain
A strangers mind resides in the person I once loved
A blank expression makes it clear she knows not what she does

Black holes shroud the saphire that were her eyes
She sews her mouth shut to hush her helpless cries
Late at night she walks the streets searching for a fix
Family try to bring her home but she knows not where it is
She doesn't recognize herself standing in the mirror
Nor a memory remains of her baby sister
Her thighs sore and bloody from the touch of men
Her body tired and weary wishing it would end