JUST ONE MORE DAY
As the sun rises, the world around her rejoices.
She wakes saddened, that she has to face another day.
Nothing has changed as she lays there broken and alone,
and she knows now that even the God she loves will not be sending hope.
 
She has searched for that thread of hope each day before
Crying herself to sleep each night, praying that this night will be the last.
The only family she ever knew, used her, abused her and
Left her to live in memory and agony, wishing that age would do
What her love for God forbids.
 
Were she to speak her thoughts to another, they would implore,
Seek help, caring not that there is nothing for her to return to
Should she live yet Just One More Day.
Empty promises, by those just doing their job
Offering avenues that depend on resources she no longer has.
 
Her face, crusted with tears dried and plentiful
Like a soft summer rain.
No longer does she see the blue, behind the clouds
The rebirth of life in spring flowers and as she looks in the mirror
She has to wonder, “how long have I been dead”.
 
Tonight, as she has on other nights
She keeps the pills that will bring her quietly out of the hell she lives.
Praying that God and anyone who she somehow touched with love
Will forgive her for what she can no longer escape.
 
Her heart, she tried hard to keep pure
Loving even those who would wish her only pain.
Praying that when they meet once more
There will be nothing of this world to separate her from them.
 
This dark and tragic road is one she walks alone.
I've loved you all and loved you deeply
She sighs with her last breath.