5, 11, 14, 16, 13, 10-
reads the paper as her mind breaks free,
she's supposed to be studying but how can she?
when all she can think about is loss and pain;
and all the things that ******* her over
again and again.

5, 11, 14, 16, 13, 10-
yet another day and she's stuck at the same place-
that she abandoned yesterday.
"how can I move on?", says her broken heart
"how can I destroy these things that I feel?", it cries
but, little does she know that everything heals.

5, 11, 14, 16, 13, 10-*
today's the day all the reins are undone
and her thoughts are running wild,
so she grabs onto the pen to engrave all the feelings
that her heart is about to drown- onto paper,
and into the darkness that makes her who she is.