She hid under the sheets to take cover as she curled up in tears with fright,
heart raced as wind howls silently in the dark. Closed her eyes but her conscious mind leaves her breathless.
Terrified.
As she listens to the gush of the wind that blows her soul to shiver. She curled up like a child,
so innocent but showing teary eyes.
The mood became silent and the wind behaved. She got up and her heart stopped, she can't believe what kind of darkness surrounded her tranquil sadness. It felt eerie and the gloom is suffocating. Her mind went blank as her heart sank as the dreadful truth reveals, that her dreams are slowly fading away from her grasp.
At the top of her lungs she screamed, but no voice was heard. She was too weak to weep from this horrendous mishap that blows her mind. She broke down, fell to her knees like how her dreams were shattered before her.
Her lucid aura was shut off by the insanity that devours her angered mind. Her heart bleeds as she cries pain. Her hands tremble as she grips her ripped clothes in rage from being crushed to bits.
In the shadows she mourn in devastation. Traces of her burden is evident in her battle with struggle. She can't take it, she can't think of getting through it. It's driving her mad & crazy. Her thoughts wandered into desolation, barren and bleak. She lay down in despair in her solitary confinement where in all she hears is the wailing of a broken soul.
Why? Is all she could ask...
