-Another day, another step,-Another minute, another breath,-She forces herself to push just that much further, -She gets home and locks herself in -Her bedside holds the weight she lets go of, -gripping her locks as if her hands are sinking into a cliff so her body won't drop, -her bloodshot eyes she stares at, remind her of what she wishes to be,-The silence forces her to hear just her heartbeat, -It's trying to scream, jumping and trying to get her attention,-without saying, its intentions to say,"I'm here, stay!",-It wins once again,-Another step, another day,-Another minute, another breath,-In call of final desperation, she's what she saved.