They punish her in their silent ways.

After she has spoken up,

After she is exhausted.

The ones she loves most.

Unapologetically,

Indirectly 

Forgetting.

She is soft to them,

She is weak.

She knows she has been taken advantage of,

Manipulation in their pious suffering

Pulling at her heart.

She bends,

She sways.

To be there when the weight is so heavy

On her.

She moves ever so slowly.

They know

She has yet to speak and then 

It leaves her mind as to why;

She cries.

She cannot be who they think she should be in

Their false strength

And the lights go out.