Desolate, binding, dead in and out
Darkness engraved in a skull
Expression as bleak as the blackness of hell
Empty eyes hollow and dull
Hazy, distant, not all there
Scars a symbol of hopeless despair
Held together by skin and bones
Nothing left to call her own
Kept a live cause her heart still beats
But with time the thuds grow obsolete
I'm seeing a vision of one long dead
A heart torn in two though it never bled
All life quenched out at only thirteen
I realize now it's me that I'm seeing