It was but a memory, a dream

She only felt her heart scarred at the seam

She was found but didn't understand

Not acknowledging the anonymous plea and demand

Wanting her to come back from the torturous place

That was distorting that once beautiful face

He waited and waited, wanting to be heard

But he was only heard by the soundless black bird

That circled and circled but never did land

Because he fed on pain and people that never lent a hand,

Were uncaring, mean, greedy and rude

To those who wanted to be rescued

From the fire slowly smoldering inside

Which caused the ultimate suicide.