She sat alone in the darkness of her room. The coldness slowly sips in. She could feel it. Crawling on her skin and penetrating deep into her bones.
Like a monster, it tore her inside, making her bled. There were no visible scars to show as evidence. Only a bleeding heart which was hidden from the world.
Outside her window, she could hear the beautiful sound of nature. It was filled with joy, peace and tranquillity yet her head was in a war zone.
She was trying to fight the memories that threatened to resurface. She couldn't afford to relive them today.
Her eyes were shut tightly as she fought for dominance of her emotions. This wasn't how she was supposed to spend her day.
She hated the feeling of helplessly slowly creeping in on her. She hated how vulnerable and weak she felt. Her head rested on the bed as the rest of her body stayed slumped on the ground.
