Shards of a broken mirror lie on the bloodstained...
A young girl's hand so red and sore...

I waited so long for hope to come.
Restless nights and fights against the sun...

Ink falls to paper
Words begin to form shadows on the pure white...

Flower petals fall
Listen close...

Curtains bellow in the evening breeze.
Night is arriving soon, it seems...

My heartbeat sped,
Like that of a runner sprinting the last two feet...