Freedom

A woman who was killed because she was abused I will maybe make a story to explain later

Her eyes as dark as night
Her skin as white as snow
Her eyes hold no life, no light
No indication on where she'll go

Her lips stained with red
Her hands clasped to her chest
There she lies dead
A dagger between her breast

Her story is memorable yet quite sad
If only her parents would know
Of the abusive boyfriend she had
Now she's laying out in the snow

She's standing by the pearly gate
The Angle's take her in
Sadden by her cruel fate
Now her new life can begin

She use to not have a voice
She was too scared to speak
But God gave her a choice
Of no longer being weak

She's no longer a weepy mess
She stands tall and proud
No longer feeling the stress
Just hanging out around the clouds