She lay there, alone and in the dark. Against the coldness of a hard bare floor. Tears gathered around her like an ocean drowning her in memories of hate, sorrow and loniness.
She said she would get out of this mess, no crying, no more bruises, cuts, bleeding that never stops. But as time went by, it got worse.
Now she lay in the same spot, same room, witht the same tears, silent. Her face is dried, her soul freed....her bruises gone, the bleeding stopped. Never again will she experiance the world she had to live in for 13 years. Never again.
