A heart in the chamber
locked away shut.
Her life flashed before her
is too short to cut.
Her eyes in the mirror
stare at a stranger
unknown to the reflection
that hides behind layers.
Her beautiful brown hair
has vanished from its place
and her body is slowly giving
to the dreary tired face.
Her frightful tears drown
in bitter despair
but her mind will not focus
on what is determined as fair.
She sees the sun falling
away from the shadows of day
and she hears birds sleeping
with nothing more left to say.
The stars come up
from the depths of sadness
as she nervously laughs
at the image of madness.
She must be crazy
to think that maybe
the stars will listen and say
“Make a wish, baby.”