Time stood still,
I don't know for how long
but the last time she was happy she couldn't remember
She carried her heart in her hand for days, months and years
Her soul wondered in the abyss of the pits of hell
Looking, searching at every corner of her dark soul
Scrubbing out the rust and bathing herself in pain like a pig in a sty
She started believing that she was the problem
That there was something wrong with her
She started second guessing her every move, thought and stride
All darkness engulfed her and she was lost in it like a lamb in the forest
The time stood still.