She stares out through the front window
Of her small one story home
A shadow won’t be cast down on that carpet anymore
Who knew that sunlight could be so cold
She lies down on the bed
Thoughts trailing of blood run through her head
She knows why the sky is blue
Don’t ask me why she knew
She stands up again
Light shines on her thin hand
Her days are numbered like sands
Through an hourglass
Her shadow will be no longer
Cast down on the now blood-red floor
She thought that she was stronger
Not to stay there anymore
Yes, she thought she was strong
What she thought was so wrong
In the end she was so weak
For deciding to not […]