She is protected

The layers of cold, hard and guarding

Layers of hurt over the years collected

She once sang out but was met with a hushing.

She once smiled even when being tormented.

Layers built up

Now nothing could come in.

Nothing could escape.

Not the warmth tucked away in her heart.

While existent it was not enough to thaw

It dwindled under the surface, not exstinguishing at all

She couldn’t hear the beauty above

Not the fleeting birdsong,

Not the breeze upon her face.

She knocked on her protection-

Asking for a glimpse,

But was met with teeth and a sharp embrace—

She is trapped.