she fights to live out
each-day of this hellish
night-mare that she's trying
to face, with-out dying,
she sees the darkness that
is crawling inside of her
fragile soul.

i saw her pain and
even her fears about
how she became the way
that she is now, she wants
to be free from every-thing
that she has done to her
and to her precious body.

this is morgan's cry,
a cry for help, that
some-one outside of her
circle heard and that
person was me and the
Lord above.

her parents are fighting
with her to save her life
and the life-style that she
is living in a very dangerous
way of living,

her tears,
her pain,
and her fears some-how
in some-way becomes my own
and what this young woman has
shown me and every-one around
her that she's not alone in
this fight to survive on this
lifestyle track that she's on
now.

I know that she's strong
and i know that it will
take a long time to get her
back to where she needs to
be in her life and getting
right with her Lord is that
one thing that she needs most
in her life right now.

I heard Morgan's Cry for
help and i felt the pain,
and the hurt that she expressed,
and even the fear of dying,
and wanting to live her life free
from this dangerous way of living
that she is so use to living.

If there is one thing that
i could say to her it would be
this right here:

(Morgan, you know that the
Lord is on your side, and you
know that your friend and family
will help you get through what you
need to get through just trust in
that and you will be okay i promise
you that)

(C)
2012
thoughts of a poet