As the single feather falls.... She can not fly
She tries to run away... tries to hide
She runs from all these monsters
They are not here
All she encounters...
Is her fear.
She rivers as she crawls...
Like a paper doll she melts in her own tears
Like a broken angel she falls as her wings are torn.
She has these thoughts that linger...
Sometimes she wishes... she were never born
She lives... regrets... remembers... and threats
Eventually Sometimes she forgets. . .
She threats her soul
For now she does not feel whole