Silent Screams
She’s seeking the fire, a feeling long gone.
Most days are a drag, yet she must push on.
Merely existing, her flame’s dying out,
It kills her more each day, without a doubt.
Though temporary comfort she might find,
There’s no happy ending, it’s killing her inside.
Slowly tearing her soul, she’s fading away,
A numb, lifeless feeling, her spirit decayed.
Through all the madness, she still cracks a smile,
Courageously trying to make her days worthwhile.
She ponders some thoughts, just wondering why
She is on this earth, when her spirit wasn’t meant to fly.
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