How can she live? How can I help?

She’s fallen from grace
He’s changing her fate
Her eyes, once warm are now cold with hate
A secret that holds her down with great weight

She could tell them, would they think it a lie.
Of course. He’d protest, deny.
He hides his true self behind a good public face.
Scars. Easy to hide, hard to erase.

Her soul, once free, now torn and tattered
A young crystal heart, he easily shattered.
Now she lives in eternal night.
Hard to take, she was once filled with light

What can I say when she’s loosing her mind
I want to help her, to pull her away
But she’s gone so far in, she’s to hard to find
I want to tell her, but what could I say?

I know how it feels when it hurts like that
I walked that path, I know for a fact
Don’t think it true when he says you’re not worth it
You are, you are, think it, we know it