Shadowed and shaken,
Eyes on the ground,
Her cries,
Are the only sound.

Weary and worn,
Tired from the beating,
Sweet peace,
The one thing she is needing.

Lost and lonely,
Innocence is long gone,
Faint whispers,
Where there was once song.

Terrified and trembled,
She confesses of herself,
Secert pain,
Long hidden far back on the shelf.

Forgiving and faithful,
Gently lift your face,
I AM here,
Freedom, mercy, and grace.