A young girl cries in the corner.

Mourning the hope of a life that wasn’t

Wrong cards were drawn

Other errors formed

A girl cries in the corner

What became of summer

Days of promise and adventure

Raised voices echo

Bones breaking;

Gun smoke blending with hot metallic fragrance

An old girl cries in the corner

Where is her knight

Heroes aren’t born they’re made

Fear walks with her

Playing violent scenes on the back of closed

Eyelids

Life is reduced to this corner; this moment

She stands still. Frozen. He might not see.

No one is coming for her

They walk passed her walls, oblivious

All she can do is watch

He is closer now

…A girl cries in a corner