The blank feeling the numb pain,

The everlasting thoughts that drive her insane.

She breaks every time she hears another word,

Another word that brings back the hurt.

She falls and crawls, rolls through the dirt

There was no alert.

She was broken, she was alone.

Roamed around there was no home.

She struggles, a constant battle to become whole

Full of fear, with a new goal.

-M.A. Fernández

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