In the middle of the night
All is still, silence all around
The skies are black, stars shining
An owl hoots, no cares in the world.
On the bed she lays,
Staring out of the window,
Thinking how life is passing her by,
Daring to dream of change.
The heart cry of her world,
Longs to love and be loved,
Waiting quietly in the shadows
Of all that is good around her.
A song in the background,
Melodies, sweet harmonies,
Over and over, gentle words,
Soothing the soul, healing the hurt.
A mind so broken and fragmented,
Slowly being put back to pieces,
Longing for the day to arrive,
Where beauty shines through.