Isn't there anything she can handle?
rather than the pain she's holding?
the one that aches every night,
as she stays awake
feeding the monster inside?
As she feels the wounds
suddenly opening up
every time there are no one else awake
but her thoughts trying to hug her tight?
rather than the voices she hears
whenever she feels lonely
and only see
the mistakes she made in the past
-which she could not change.
Isn't there anything much she can handle,
rather than this?