
How did she feel? Was she holding out okay? Did she need someone to talk to? No one would ever know; nothing would she say.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Angst - Words: 244 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 02-26-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3000741
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Nothing
The time she knew was coming soon
She'd hoped not for the day
Inside was numb, the words scarce heard
But nothing did she say
She should have broken, withered, died,
But all she saw was grey
A hazy twilight, cloudy sky
And nothing did she say
Though people asked with teary eyes
"How could she be okay?"
Inside she screamed, for she was not
But nothing did she say
Emotion in each saddened glance
She brushed it all away
The death march sang its woeful drone
And nothing did she say
Was it pity, or was it love
Which made them look her way?
She placed a smiling mask in place
And nothing did she say
It ate her soul, pretending light
This act she had to play
And no one thought to worry, see?
For nothing did she say
Did she crumble? Did she fall?
She still stands tall today
Her face revealing none at all
And nothing will she say
The nights she cries herself to sleep
The silence won't obey
She only wants someone to hear
But nothing will she say
She lives for now a hollow heart
A hole will always stay
Though time will pass, it lessens not
And nothing will she say.
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