Broken Soul
Staring down the endless hallways
Memories of the past surfaced,
As if the lock has been broken
And its contents have been spilled.
The eyes of the critics
Burning down her soul.
Alone and abandoned,
She faced them with the head down.
The years of suffering
And moments of low self-esteem
Left her in a world of despair
As solitude swallows her whole.
She tries to pass it
Day by day and night by night.
Slowly and reassuring
Her life is changing.
