A poem to life

Born pure of light
a soul young and hopeful more then it should
loving people for who they are
she held her stuffed animal tight

As she grew, no one liked  to accept her ways
she grew alone from people and her parents
but she was unaffected by this staying innocent
Until one day a snake in child's clothing became her friend
a poisonous bite came from the girl
she ignored it she of light
the poisonous bites came often and were hard to ignore
but she of light forgave the snake
until the snake one day left the girl with one final bite
the friends of the snake followed her and left the girl

soon others began o bite the girl and tear at her flesh
with sharp claws and teeth tearing the girl open
leaving her no mercy, sucking the light out of her to suffer alone
to console in no one
she suffered alone in the darkness
twisted her mind became
she of no longer light begun to think of fire burning her torcher's
she wanted them to suffer as she did
for she did nothing to deserve this punishment