Her identity shall remain anonymous /
coz' it is the only way her demons come out from hiding in order to play /
they dance in the darkness and sing in the silence /

then //
they begin capture her /
slowly and discretely /
they cut her up through her notions and they begin to baptize her thoughts/

then they begin to swim towards her emotions /
she weeps with pain /
blood flows from her wrists and her heart begins to cry / her blood flows as the rivers flow into the oceans \

as each drop falls she begins to loose herself minutely / someone once asked ' why so profound '

she replied why not ?