Reminiscing his words as she rests herself on the creaking chair,
His words so strong that the scars it made can be seen through her eyes.
The tears rolling down her face, is nothing new anymore,
The lump in her throat, forcing her to scream but she impedes it.  

The memories they had was nothing but a dream,
The promises he made were empty then and now.  
She had fallen into a world which was never there,
Yet she had everything she wanted then.

Now hoping for the clouds to clear after this hurricane,
Starting a new life that she could live no more.
Then waiting it to end is all she can do,
Is it all she can do?