...from heartbreak. Watching him gaze at her best friend With the same adoration in her own eyes As she reaches out for him in vain
...from apathy. Living the same old routine Struggling so hard to feel something Anything As the tears refuse to fall
...from abandonment. Covering her ears against the screams-- Just because they are familiar Doesn't mean they aren't agonizing "You can't do anything right"
Barefoot, she pounds the pavement Vision blurry from crying. Her legs suddenly give out And she collapses on the rough gravel
Yet she feels strangely happy Because even this Wind stinging her cheeks Ice freezing her veins Stones slashing her papery skin Is still better than where she came from.