Unspoken truth

She used to be happy and free she was blinded by what she thought was the one . Now her days are dark and from a distance I see her fall. She curls up in the darkest corner of her room and she silently cries and vents out with her head up to the sky she tells God how can this be. As much as it hard to believe she continues to pray for him more than asking for her self. I hear her voice and each word she speaks you can feel her pain the hurt of giving her heart and love to someone who broke her heart and shattered her self esteem. Now she knows it’s time to let go and be finally free.each waking day I see her gather her strength and she tells her self it’s going to be ok.I can’t help but try and reach her and hold her but she’s so defensive with out a doubt. But it’s the price other’s pay for what the one who said they care caused .her walls are built higher than before and she don’t believe in words and actions only go so far. She writes her heart out what’s left of it hoping that she can see the light and everything can be alright