Soft words stabbed her right into her heart
they would wreck her each and every day.
Embracing her body before they part
she fell down on her knees to pray...

Dear Lord, do not leave me in sorrow...
these roots will conquer my soul.
Please God, give him faith for tomorrow
to regain strength and make him whole.

In vain trying to reach out for his hand
She was doomed to never after.
Mirthfully luring herself into quicksand
to sink while bursting into laughter.