Bad, catastrophic thoughts progressed far inside her senses
Throughout the stage of processing the idea that the sphere would rip apart before her sight in just a blink
There it was: inside, existing, relying, overjoyed with power, faith and yet this feeling faded away once betrayed and failed on an elementary task
Blaming the most superior, plucked out of the womb not realizing that there would never be a refer to someone as desired
Blood descended throughout skin, there was not a thing that could’ve been done in behave of that misery that once was overjoyed of dreams that would never come through
Life felt as nonexistence, joy felt misery, friends were burdens.
Misery, waste, misplace, un-wanted, termination, demise followed her badly that when the time came for her to listen to those awful statement her soul found refuge in him: loneliness.