Have you seen my little baby?
My little girl?
With eyes that carry an ocean of
emptiness and sadness.
And a broken smile
that will make you cry.
With hair that is the color of darkness
And a fragile frame that holds 120 pounds.
With skin that looks bathed in fresh cream.
With the brokenness of a falling angel
and damage that only made her more beautiful.

She was last seen entering the mist

If anyone finds her, tell her mama loves her
and is waiting for her.