here is the little head

where madness decends

broken wings, shattered dreams

she ly turmoil beaten singing “set me free, just set me free”

barely shell of someone she used to be

cried the she can’t get up

underneath the veil is a tortured mind

screaming

she wears well, nobody hears, nobody sees

from god in only tiny voice

(it’s going to be alright)

shes

fallen

 too

low

she no longer know if even total know her frailty

her torment, her dread

but the place to rest her head