The Dark Room

The wind pounds the window,
and her fear ensnares her courage,
stuck in a room where the floorboards groan;
Moan and mope but nothing changes,
The lightning only laughs through the glass.

The sun hasn’t shown his face, gone with her faith,
The moon is dark, clouds cover the stars,
and the girl’s hair hides her despair;
“Only one more night,” her valor supplies,
the only song bravery knew to sing.

When the night doesn’t end and becomes more offended,
the light starts to dim where it once simmered,
now less light left in her heart,
as she begins to depart;
Sweet words she says as she precesses
further and further to her future.

With love, understanding, her face flushed,
she gave one last ray before leaving the day,
succumbing to her captor, her life over strung;
We took all her life and replaced it with lies,
Now she has gone, dead even while she dies.