Take her..
She won't fight..
No need for rope ..
To bind her tight..
Throw her down..
she will be fine..
Now lost in her own mind.
Throw her on concrete floors..
Perhaps she will die..
She cares no more..
Punch her..
Hit her..
Blacken her eyes..
There is nothing you can do..
She is only a mirage..
You think she is real..
Maybe to you...
At one time she was a child..
Before your abuse..
Go ahead..
Try your best..
Fact is..
There
is
nothing
left..
Your little play toy went away..
She is now far from you..
Her very soul in another place..
Her body..
 just a shell..
Yes..
She bleeds..
At times she crawls..
But notice tears..
never fall.
She stopped crying
out load..
Empty now..
Not a child..
You have her body..
not her mind..
She doesn't exist..
This child mirage..
Her empty eyes..
only see within her mind..
Where she lives..
She doesn't feel..
Doesn't care..
When you are done..
Leave her there..
If she happens
to awake
one day...
Do not worry..
there is
nothing left
to save.