A Prayer

I don't pray but I do for her it's all that's left and she believes so since there's something left in me that wants to pray I ask everything that's happened to her be washed away the weight of it lifted that she can be the beautiful person she is I know trauma can color every experience and not let you trust anyone or anything but you one who I pray to let her be everything she is unlimited by ugly tortuous experience I want nothing need nothing am nothing just a voice crying out for her and every innocent soul like her that's all I leave this here to remember