One Last Lonely Night
She was frozen out in the cold
Blocked out by the blaring calls of sanity
She couldn't move,she couldn't think straight
She was on her own. Alone
Her silence amplified by her inner most emotions
Disassociated from her conscience,she groped in the darkness for some answer,a key
To any way out.
But everything she held onto crumbled under her fingertips
There was no leverage nor any compensation for the fall that followed
She hit the floor hard. Caught in the slipstream of rhetoric questions
Momentum carried her over the edge
Her defences,she put so much faith in, disappeared.
The silence was deafening.
She was Alone!
The revelation was a blow to her ashen mindset
The realisation took what little strength she had left
The fight was over. She let go.
The air left her lungs.
She took the punch. Held onto the hand of death
Her life meant nothing now.
She was finally free of all the convoluted lies
Her life was o'er . She could finally let go.
Geniuskin
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