Buried
The glasses and the sweet smile
The long hair and white sweater
The shared hokes and the laughs
These are what she is
She's graceful and weak
She's innocent and kind
She’s hidden
The clenched jaw and trembling fists
The glint in her eyes and the tensed muscles
The flexing hands and hoarse yells
She's powerful and terrifying
She’s anger and fury
She’s dangerous
The spinning mind and closing walls
The loss of breath and silent creams
The twitching and gaps
She’s scared and whirling
She’s lost and unreal
She’s broken
The silent screams and tears
The sinking down the wall and falling
The glassy eyes and unmovable limbs
She’s unfeeling and feels to much
She’s completely alone and surrounded
She’s raw
She’s gone