I did nothing wrong,

That's what she tells herself over and over again like a song.

In her mind, the cacophony of voices rebuke her name until what is left becomes silence and pain.

The bruises make it hard to breathe, like in the dark room of that home, her cage.

Not a bird, not a human,

She thought to herself.

Alone where nothing happens, and yet the after effect of everything that had.

Alone, she knew already was how it would end.

Down a narrow path she treads, but was it her who was walking?

It was her who had no choice.

Scars were better than bruises.

They hurt more, and healed less.

Maybe then she could escape.

Derisive laughter awakened from out behind the lock which binds her to be hidden inside.

Help me!

She cried-

Save me!

In vain, the voices carried on puncturing her mind like a storm of knives.

Of them she was the eldest, the only one, but why?

She learned never to talk back, never was to complain.

She was obedient, a good girl who always took the blame.

She had done nothing wrong, right?

Hadn't she tried her best?

It hadn't mattered, as it never was enough.

If she could see the family down below, their smiles would disappear, and all because she was near.

If she could bare the physical pain, let it be known to the people she always had seen down below.

Maybe, just maybe she'd be able to escape then.

In reality she was trapped in a cage with no way out.

Contained inside was a mind numb and desperate from the tears which she cried.

It seemed as though it would always be that way.

Silently hoping to be let out, and begging to a deity she knew nothing about.

Still, she knew she would never escape that fate...

Until...

Until that moment she saw a blinding light, and the cage was broken.

Like a lost child, she would walk fearfully into the unknown.

Against her parents' wishes to return, she searched for a home.

Home, a place for her heart to heal, mend, and to share love and woes.

Let it be known here that she had done nothing wrong.