The Freedom

Her blood stained cheeks dwindle in the low light of her life

The feeling of nothingness consumes her

whilst the hatred runs wild and rampant through her

What part of her keeps trying to hold on to life

when death is so peacefully in her sight

She just wants the noise to stop

The screaming and her fears

Her body shaking now her face is full of tears

Why cant she calm herself

Where does this worth stem from

Why cant she just accept her fate

and go back to where she has come from

Finally she realized that life is not like that poem

No fairytale ending, no love for her shown

Finally she accepts it, and continues on this path

Where feeling is empty, as is her heart

The pain runs rampant and wild and free

The sounds of thunder shakes beneath her feet

She must accept now, that darkness that is

For her life is worth nothing

Just like her fears

As she looks into the sunrise of a new glimmering day

She turns her back and begins to walk away

There is no point in going towards a sun with no warmth

When she is frozen to the core

Her blood, a swamp

As she slithers ongoing into the bellowing wind

She sets sails for the high cliffs in order to end

And as she approaches

The sirens call rings deep

Though she is too broken to feel it

She just falls to her feet

She watches as the rocks, both jagged and hard

Come closer with each breath with a thundering shard

And as she makes contact with her future down below

The icy cold sea consumes her and swallows her whole

And yet as she had finally met the end she has dreamed

The peace may now envelop her, and warm her at the seams