In a worn out gown, she holds back her tears

Simply wasting her life, in her final years

Sacrifices, she’s made, senseless, inane

Left her with nothing, but agony and pain

She weeps in silence, for all she has lost

A home left in shreds, her own holocaust

Tortured, by her own desperate needs

Nearing her death, she quietly pleads

A prayer for solace, comfort for her heart

On the wings of an angel, she peacefully departs

May Writing Prompt:  Senseless Sacrifices – Day 2/31

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