Futile attempts to sleep
show no remorse for the quiet world
Faint drops upon the screen
awaken her from the invisible dream
His words...
painful to know
but necessary to show
The past made her weep again
it was always him
Chills invigorate her tired mind
if only for a second
pursing her pale lips together
she sighs -
Who would believe
hands dropping to her side
knees falling to the floor
crumpled and despaired
She closes her eyes -
waves of fear
or lying upon his shore
beckoning for his strength
to send her home
Lost in the future
she begs to dream
hands across her mouth
she has to scream accountability
But the labor of escape
seems too much to bear
and she just wants to rest
alone again...
alone in the rain
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