Woman Down

My head is stone

My heart is bleeding

My thoughts are cold

My time receding

My words are glass

My tongue is sharp

My lips are ash

My voice is shot

My blood is weak

My spine is curved

My vision bleak

My stone unturned

My flesh is scarred

My hands are black

My soul is charred

My bones are cracked

My past consumes

My present waits

My future looms

My death creates

This body fades

This human stalls

This mind in pain

This woman falls

This woman falls