Misty eyed, she cradles her face
She brings her knees close to her chest
Tears stream down her cheeks
She looks upon those slit wrists
Does she feel cursed to witness mere joy
It pains her to fathom all is fraud
She's in a void, dark and hollow
Incapable of turning back time when she soared as though a free bird
For now she is shackled, burdened to the weights of her tragic reality.
Her eyes are sore, they have lost the glimmer of hope that once shone bright
She hopes to be mere dust, cease into the air with wisps of smoke
And then the sun rose
The crisp fresh air of the morning blows in her face
The once overcast sky turns azure
She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths and smiled
Contemplating what her penchant was for
She places her hand on a rose petal and let the cool dew drops fall
upon those palms
She stared over the purple horizon as she gazes over at swans making
sweet love across the lake
Her heart is at ease.
Grade : XII
Global School of Science