Sitting in darkness-
Her heart was heavy.
Clouded with an unawareness-
She was consumed by self-pity.
Something was going to devour her-
In it’s fearsome way.
What was happening to her centre?
This feeling would not go away.
She sat down-
Listening to the the rhythm of her heart,
It’s beats intensifying in speed and sound.
Aggressively tearing her apart,
Within her, the feeling was breeding.
Spreading it’s branches-
It was agonising.
The feeling was making it’s advances.
She wanted to flee from her fears-
But all she could do was expel her tears.
A light dimmed inside her,
As it dawned on her that she had no one.
No one to talk to.
No one to share her pseudo fears with.
No one to cry to.
That there was no point.