A sad little poem

Tear streaked face
Pain filled eyes
Hurt voice
Hurt pride
Painful memories
Within painful loves
Friendships strong
Friendships none
Smiling through broken tears
Looking within the emptiness that fills her
The dark and lonely passage to happiness awaits
Along the yellow brick road
To the land of Oz
Where all will be happy
Once and for all

Alone with thoughts
Retched thoughts
Blood filled dreams
And dirt filled streams
Memories a none
Leaving traces of happiness
Only enough to stray deeper into the pain
To find the remains
Of what once was a happy little day

Speaking of nothing
Hearing noting
The people around watch in despair
As the once happy little girl seems to disappear

Grasping air
Reaching out
Trying to hold on to what’s left of a happy life
Holding onto nothing

Hopes crashed
Dreams corrupted
Freedom taken
Voice gone