Passage of Time

Whispered in a soft warm hush,
Say not a word now little one –
A trembling heart brushes her tiny chest.
Tears are swept by wisps of blond curls.
Unheard and forgotten as she fades away.
Tell me. What is to become of this little one?

Frozen in time, the monster still prowls.
She waits in paralyzing silence for him –
Passage of time has shown no compassion;
Haunted by past and present, she concedes.
Her insides ripped apart by promises of quiet.
Tell me. What is happening to this child?

Stalked by dark and dangerous secrets,
Her choices guided by concealed deceit –
Leading her back to treacherous waters;
Destined to the life they made sure for her.
Silent drowning tears seep into her soul.
Tell me. Why has this happened to this girl?

Lurking in the shadows she sees him everywhere.
Damaged and beaten, an understanding is near –
Dreams unfold truth; keys to unlock hidden doors.
Her heart trembles once again to say a word aloud;
Stronger than that little one, her fight is one of hope.
Tell me. Is this what has become of this woman?