Her lonely eyes were vacant
devoid of any soul
the face that looked back, hated
a loner's mournful call
The trees around seemed to scream
that she was alone
and bitter was this place
that she called her home
Time seemed to stop
everything was still
her tortured mind moved on
against her will
Her body screamed in protest
her hands quivered in fear
she knew she was next-
her end was near