Empty Bodies.

She forgot what is was like to be heard.
To be hurt. To be sad. She forgot to cry.
She forgot how to be silly. To be happy.
To be faithful. To be sweet. To be kind.
To be truthful. To be wishful. To be proud.
She forgot all the things she'd learned over her whole life.
She forgot them all, because of you.
She's now an empty body. Anger, misery and hurt swell in her body.
She has small moments of happiness come to her every once and a while.
Mostly anger. Anger at naive-ness. Anger at lies. Anger comes in almost everything.
She needs to control it. She can't do it alone. She needs help.
Someday she will smile.
For now, she is an empty body waiting for something to strike her as true, caring, love.

with love,
Kara