Draft for Christine

You can see the pain in her eyes,
Feel it bubble up and out her insides,

She ripped herself a new life,
Burnt from an old compact disk,

This episode has more anguish, less fire,
See her weak with the famished desire,

Freed herself from the knife,
Bleeding from the run of a risk,

Thought it all better out than in,
Felt the cities loathing sin,

She thinks there's a kinder place,
Somewhere she can show her face,

There's a facade shroud all about her,
Her vision's nothing but a blur,

Sometimes the sight comes,
Sometimes it fades,

She's breathing smoke and flame,
Breathing smoke and pain,

Calculating human resources,
Wondering who the best source is,

Would just go straight to heaven,
Couldn't get in with sins of seven,

Deadly arching heart beats,
Monitored in by the fleets,

She's raising and army to keep herself sane,
Doesn't want to lose at the living game.