locked and imprised
alone and scared
the little girl shivers
with hatred and disgust.

she hugs her abused figure
craving for things she knows
she can't receive
for love and warmth are not found
in darkened places
such as her surroundings.

she gazes at the wall
the one with a single window
to admire the beauty that appears
through the small hole

she watches amazed as the light stretches
illuminating parts of the cold cement floor

reaching her arm out
she tries to touch the light
so curious of what its glow may feel like

her weak figure crawls desperately
seeking to profil this task she's given her ownself

whimpering with every inch she moves
she tries her best to endure the pain
her body so fragile from years of suffering

she cries out as her body collapses
the shackles on her ankles
preventing her to go further

she looks up at the light
only 7 feet from site
so close yet so far away
she dreams to lay
under its shinning grace

she sniffs
she cries
so broken
so lost
she wonders why
she was left behind

the silence unbearable to hear any longer
she lays there with a blank face

staring at the ceiling
her eyes empty of any emotions

she finely hit her last straw
too done to care to pity herself
she says goodbye

but no one heard

so she flees from this world
leaving behind a single note
containing eight words
that says it all

"so quite she cries
so lonely she dies".