Never Assume

She said she was fine

She said she was okay

You trusted

You presumed

That she was not lying

She looked happy

She looked carefree

You assumed

You believed

She had a mask

She had a facade

You judged

You concluded

That she was happy

She was lost

She was broken

You didn’t notice

You didn’t know

Until

That dreadful day

You found her

A knife by her side

The color red blinding you

The scars on her skin

One was recent

One was deep

One took her

And kept her for themselves