The crushed in spirit...

That sweet young face 

         fear peeking through concrete eyes

       stubborn, tough

 she strives to present herself

     yet still a little girl

        Running from home

    sleeping outside

draped in vulnerability

crushed in spirit

chin tucked into neck

knees propped up

together they ask for money

hood slipped down over eyes

belongings strewn along the corner

cars zooming past merging onto the expressway

silent whispers of exhaustion

defeated, simply sad

honest desperation

 crushed in spirit

Her story clearly spoken

unprotected, violated, neglected

mind recounting details

reflections, realizations, thoughts

haunting memories

 crushed in spirit

I want to have answers I don't

I want to be in control I'm not

I want to fix  hurts and pains I am incapable

I want to have perfect solutions I fall short

"The Lord is close to the broken hearted, he rescues those who are crushed in spirit." 
Psalm 34:18