The girl who looks like me

I saw that girl again today.

I think she saw me too.

Bruises covered her beautiful face

Dear God, what can I do.

I think she looks alot like me,

I want to be her friend,

With love, care, and gentle kindness,

Broken bones will mend.

Lord, I am afraid for her,

And all I can do is pray.

I stay up nights thinking of her

Knowing soon it will be too late.

Dear God, do you hear my prayers?

Her fear has become my own.

In my desperate attempts to save her,

Lord, I fear I am alone.

Dear God, I did not see her today,

For I am sick in bed.

But please answer this prayer I say

The last one too be said.

Deliver her from her pain.

Take her into your loving arms.

Heal her brokenness and sorrow

Let not one more hand cause her harm

The next day flowers were placed for her

Not one more day will the mirror see,

The pain and sorrow in the familiar eyes 

Of the girl in the glass staring back at me.