Shredded skin upon her cheek,
hear her paranoia shriek.
Poison thoughts – a heart gone cold
Noone offers her a hand to hold.

Daddy’s no longer by her side,
her lonely soul needs a place to hide
away from reality, cold and raw.
A place where she can feel no more.

Scarred eternally by her past
but she forces the memories to always last
Time will never play a part
in healing her wounded heart.

That poor little girl on the stair!
Ageing quickly and losing her hair.
How she wishes for a life that has never been,
she tries to avoid all she has seen.

Mommy left her just crying there
and even now, people stare
at the girl’s needless loss of blood.
No-one really understood.

Would it really ever fare
that the broken girl upon the stair
should no longer have to fight
the overwhelming power of life?

All these years ago, life left a mark
and now at night she weeps in the dark
Why was life never fair
for the lonely girl on the stair?