She sits….waits, ponders as the darkness arises
She’s lost in a sea of emotions, an overwhelming surge of melancholy
She hears them calling her, the fear of the unknown, the fear of the known
She hides and tries her best to block them out
Alas, they're near, closing in with every second that passes
Fear of denunciation, fear of admonition
The ghastly forms they take at night is enough to drive her mad
Yet all she does is sit and watch them as they burn her dreams before her eyes
Her talents gone in what seemed like seconds
Her heart a ****** bath of wrongs and rights
What can she do to make them go away? To make them all just disappear?
She’s in a never ending circle contemplating the one thing all her values go against
Her religion, her beliefs urges her to stand strong and not give in, why should it even be an option?
Yet every day the scars go deeper and deeper; it calls to her during the night
It makes her think and ponder that if she takes that ticket out everything will be alright
It’s a one way ticket straight to hell but is this not what that is?
It goes on and on and never ends, should she commit suicide or stand strong till the end?