Silent Suffering

In somber echoes of a tragic tale, A woman's anguish etched upon her face, She cleans the stains that on the walls prevail, Yet in her heart, the wounds refuse to brace. Her blood, a sacred tide, now stained the floor, Invisible scars etched deep within her soul, A husband's dagger pierced her core, Emotionally, her heart he did control. With every stroke, she wipes away the red, Yet pain persists, a burden she must bear, Silent cries for love, unheard, unsaid, Within this tragedy, love's loss laid bare. Oh, how the walls bear witness to her plight, Her love, her life, consumed by endless night.