Drop Of Stone

Past the trauma of presence,
she stands, and the mirror reflects,
Shame, as the hands move across,
The warmth of a touch, and she obliges
Numbing sense of pain, and she cries
Its no tear, but Its a drop of stone

She loves, but breaks within,
she stands, and the mirror reflects,
Fear, and unable to raise a voice,
A loving touch, and she loses the trust,
Innocence lost to a tender age, and she cries
Its no tear, but Its a drop of stone

Withdrawn she does protest,
she stands, and the mirror reflects,
Guilt, as the fingers touch the child,
And child cries, and no one believes,
History repeats, victim victimises, and she cries
Its no tear, but Its a drop of stone