Her world

Her world

all the hours late at night
with no one around to hold her tight
needing someone there to help
when nothing but a pillow's felt
she lays in the dark where no one can see
all the marks her eyes leave with little keys
to unlock her heart and let in the love
to look as beautiful and peaceful as that morning dove
she closes her eyes and feels the cold
with no one, no one there to hold
she cries at night and wonders why
all the pain stays so deep inside
she needs someone there just to hear
of all the sadness, anger, and fear
for her to have and her to hold
forever and ever 'til her body runs cold