In the darkness and the silence,
In the shadow of his ruin,
She lay still and broken-minded,
Though no one saw just what he'd done.
In the quietness of "after",
Though her lips did try to speak;
Her head forgot the words,
And her voice was just too weak.
In the horror and the knowledge,
Of a torn and falling sky,
Her soul disintegrated,
And dissolved into the night.

How one can take another,
And destroy a tender world;
To weave a waking nightmare,
For a sad and shattered girl.

In the darkness and the silence,
Of an end too soon begun;
She lay slain beneath his sin,
In the shadow of his ruin.