Stand and Stare

She sits huddled in the room,
A mess on the floor,
The curtains drawn and the door shut,
The moonlight seeping through the cracks,
The wind blows back the hair over her face,
And you see her tears streaked cheeks,
You see mascara leaving a messy trail,
And you see those eyes,
Eyes filled with pain and despair,
Despair that you will never forget,
Yet you do nothing,
Just stand and stare,
You see the dress lying in a heap around her,
A pile of navy blue and black,
You think back and wonder what happened,
But you do nothing but just stand and stare,
She is unaware of you,
But just like everyone else who has seen her like this,
You do nothing,
And help never reaches her,
You watch in horror as her life is taken away,
Taken away by none other than her,
And you have done nothing but just stand and stare.