Broken
Defeated
Depleted
Halo with dark curls
coffee bean eyes and puckered lips
revealing nothing and speechless
eyes closed
no movement
Just still cold
fearful of life
so she chooses to do nothing
it’s easier than explaining
Why the sound of raised pitch makes her cringe
Why she equates pain in general with physics
below ribs
Above stomach
Through the chambers of her heart
She’s waited for this,
Most of her life was spent
hoping, wishing
Haziness getting swept away
A beautiful track of certainty
Replaced with unease
She dared to hope
Now she can only wish