Tears of a Melting Candle

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Tears of a Melting Candle

Her shattered cries her lonely fears
The days and nights of her repeating tears.
Her body aches when the beating ends
Her soul each time gets harder to mend.
She lives the nightmare each horrible day
Wishing there was some other way.
In the evening she watches the sun fall from the sky
And thinks maybe it would be easier if she were to die.
The beatings start getting hard to handle, Slowly like a melting candle
She hates being so afraid and the emptiness wonât seem to fade.
One day the beatings left more than just pain
It left a stream a bloody stain
She knew it was time to get away and there could only be one way
From the bridge to the water was a long way down
But anything was better than staying around
She raced to the sea, waiting to be free
The sun still sets in the sky, and she was so happy to finally die.

January 1994