she couldn't stop crying.
he tears kept her alive.
little drops of translucent blood
pulsing out of saturated tear ducts.

the girl was fine.
couldn't you tell?
or at least,
she pretended she was.

but deep inside,
there was something so wrong.

something she kept hidden,
for no one else to see.

there was
the pain
the aloneness
the loss
the hate
the cruelty
that she was subjected to.

still, she made it out alive.
(but then why isn't she moving?)

It doesn't make sense. If it does to you, you're odd. It doesn't even make sense to me.