One by one
They throw their stones
They hit her back
They bruise her bones
She yelps and cries
Lifts her arms to shield her eyes
Never felt more lonely in her life
Surrounded by the ones called family
How heavily
They thrust their wrath upon her
The more she absorbs
The more her heart mourns
The memory of a time
She loved being alive

Why did love and pain
Feel like the same
And home and hell indistinguishable
Why did her mother share the same face
As the devil
The...