Struggling

Nobody see's tears when you're standing in a storm. Nobody seen her fear as she screamed at the shapeless form. Its bony cold fingers wrapping its fingers around her throat. Squeezing the air from her lungs hugging her tight like a coat. Slowly squeezing out every single last breath. The pain in her body aches so bad she cant help but pray for death. The storm picks up and the rain pours down in torrents. Struggling and screaming trapped in her silent torment. The fingers loosen their grip and the death coat is no longer tight. Inhaling giant breaths, savoring the sweet air of the night. She stops and looks up at the rain pouring down, Washing away her tears, Her smile a frown, Her assailant is gone, that much is true... But she'll be alone for forever, in her silent solitude.