She walks alone at night In the pitch black darkness, unafraid Of what may come In the absence of light
Her thoughts move like demons Gliding in the dark spaces Slipping in and out freely Leaving invisible traces
She can feel them nonetheless They inflict pain beyond measure But she is unafraid now; She has felt far worse
Her body is numb from the pain and cold Howling winds that have made her so Both physically and mentally She emerges battered and drenched – but still on her feet