Pisaries Creator

Light moves from one side of the room to the other.
She will survive another night.
Life is cruel when he exits the entryway.
She knows where she has been before.
Each scar on her body tells a hidden story.
There is no need for men to look away from her.
People know what she did years ago.
They have come to make her right.
Attempt to free her from herself.
Her body will be no one's when she speaks.
The shadows move across her unmade bed.
Clothes strewn about the massive pillows.
Hunger is felt by all when the tin cup is missing.