Her eyes are the color of sadness
The soul is chained with scars
Body broken, withered
Her heart in a flame of pain
And she wonders
Do they feel my pain?
Where's the key to the shackles?
Feel it sweetheart
They hear you, honey
In us, in you..there is power
Dive into yourself, you will find the key
Lift your head, straighten your body,
Tear the shackle
Fill your eyes with rainbow colors
And let the heart blaze with the miracle of life
Miracle of woman
No, You're not alone
This is my first attempt at writing a poem.There was so much emotions in me while writing this..so many words untold. I know how it feels to be a victim.i know the victim can fall into the dark depths but i know she can stand up too. With a smile on her face. hold on to your strength.