Nobody heard her cries.
Nobody heard her screams.
She had been too weak to live;
Now she is too weak to die.
She tried calling out for help
For someone who would save her
Rescue her from the demons within
Give her comfort and soothe her pain
Dry her tears and tell her
That sun will shine once again
And the darkness will forever dissipate.
She waits and waits, sobbing
By the roadside, shivering.
Cars drove past, lights blaring
But none stopped to her aid.
She tries her hardest to fight the feelings ammounting inside her
But the voices,
They just grow stronger and stronger,
Subduing her conscience,
Silencing it.
And then it begins.
The pain started to engulf her, slowly at first.
She screams for it to stop, to go away
But her plea falls on deaf ears as
The pain travels through her veins
Till she was fully immersed in it.
She knew it and she felt it.
Her spirit was dying and there was nothing she could do about it.
Her eyes widened and her lips parted.
She had lost her struggle with life…to death.
Her body lay slumped on the tarmac,
Like a parcel waiting to be collected.
She would no longer be
Someone’s daughter,
Someone’s sister,
Someone’s compatriot;
She would just be a statistic,
A number,
A figure,
Nothing further…
Finally, someone arrives at the scene.
Lifting the lifeless body into his arms,
He carried her off into the shadows of darkness.
It was done.
Her pain had died with her
And along with it, her memories and hopes.
She would suffer, no more…
