Lost she hides her face, hides the tears, trying not to be noticed, people walk past, people walk away.
No one notices the little girl trapped inside, screaming to get away, but he’s made her hide, hide so very deep inside.
The adult her, the broken her, the her that cries at night, the lonely her, so scared, so numb, almost forgotten the girl in side, the girl that laughed the girl that played those happy days all gone away.
And then a hand, she looks a smile facing her, her tears run down, eyes red and full of pain, he holds her hand and leads her away toward a promised land.
This stranger tall, this stranger strong, they walk toward a seat, they sit, she cries, and he just holds her hand, he lets it come, let’s the pain flow away, and without a word promises a bright new day.
