Cry..

I know that she will cry,
till her conscience will die,
Dreams will linger awhile,
Moving away mile-by-mile.

Did you hear the pleading voice?
Maybe it got lost in the noise,
Destiny's minor slip,
Alive once,now a fading blip.

The clouds of gloom will part,
The darkness will leave their heart,
Every time she told herself aloud,
whilst her future lay adorned in a shroud.

Used,reused,abused,
to a commodity,an individual reduced,
Her sentence has been read,
Now to the gallows,hope be lead.

Yet,her silence wasn't consent,
Just her faith totally spent,
We simply stood and stared,
While her soul was bared.

As she looks into my cold eyes,
She has stopped questioning 'why'?
Her tears will never run dry,
I know that she will cry.