the fallen one

she,

the fallen one

has lost

and as of this moment 

she, withers away

without a sound

she, the fallen one

cant go a night without a pillow

drenched with tears 

filled wih screams

she, the fallen one

comes to the point where

just a word

just a thought 

just an action

changes her

suddenly

from bubbly and jubulant 

to dark and withdrawn

she, the fallen one

has been alone

attacked with millions of thoughts 

thoughts that feel like rocks being thrown

at her fragile bones

she, the fallen one

has been killed so many times 

she has fought so hard

in a war with bloodier battles than any in history

in cage fights with her inner demons 

and she, the fallen one

has given up.

she, the fallen one, 

withers away

without a sound

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