"She empowers time to abandon her,
awarding her the desired detention needed
to escape her companions,
therefore making it unachievable for
thou to witness her world-collapsing massacre.
She sobs so deep and profusely
to the peak of taping her mouth shut
to repress her whimpers ensuring that
no soul pay attention to her throttling tears
cheered on by the toxic oxygen
inhaled each second she still animatedly exists.
She sharpened blades,
turning her head as she engraved
thou blistered name into her delicate flesh.
She held up her gory wrists in
search of thou heavenly face,
and in dreadful return,
she felt tarnished chains
wrapped, encompassing her forearms.
In the midst of a dark storm,
yanked was she across the cold streets,
Dragged from rusted shackles.
She still held on,
hoping to be hoisted by her unrequited love,
but her presence was nonexistent.”