Speak Poem

A lonely girl
Walking down the halls
Plagued by nightmares
Without a stall
A silence that is deafening
Where is she crying out
Screaming,
Yet no one is listening
A beast that leers
A young heart that fleas
The hand paints a tree
In a secret place
Where she is free
Green leaves come
And cleanse
Bark goes home
Giving solace to
The pained soul
Whose branches begins to grow
And as the sunlight falls
Upon the little tree
The secret is no more
So go now and see
That the pain still lingers
Heart still weeps
Eyes still leak
But finally
She speaks...