The Damsel in distress

Welcoming death with a embrace when life is in hell


girl-drowning-in-water-widescreen-white-dress-women-dying-hd-wallpaper-e1442954158994She runs as fast as she could,

her legs burning.

she dare not look behind

for the monsters might be behind her.

Her chassis adorns scars no one could see.

Thought of oblivion gives her solace than entity.

The ruthless monsters catch up to her,

dragging her down to endless swirls of darkness.

She closes her eyes and mumbles a pray for help one last time

before loosing her credence all together.

She retrospect the days when she was safe and sound

when warmth always surrounds her.

Now all she could feel is cold and solitude.

Pain flares through her, for the ache for mirth,

like a whip lashing her soul.

Her light evanishes languidly.

She’s hanging by the cliff now, ruminating.

This is her last straw and should pull shrewdly and fast.

As the monsters close in she makes up her mind.

She grips onto tenacity. She pushes herself to fall

down the cliff. The journey to death seemed like a never-ending fall.

She reached the river of sorrow after what seemed like an eternity.

She slowly drowns in the darkness of the river.

The pain fades and a smile creeps on her face,

as she had freed herself from the horrid monsters.

She drifts off to the great beyond.