When All Is Still

By Marzie Schulman 
The pain

Her pain

Made her hate who she was, what she was- 

Day to Day 

All to discourage her

People didn't understand 

Routines must now adjust within the heart,

To get her whole life packed into two bags

Upset the rhythm of her soul, 

But one day she will stand on equal plane

Her heart will be proud,

When all is still