A passion once consumed her
Eating away at her very core
Now she sits silently weeping
Broken and alone
Feeling nothing but cold
Warmth long ago left her being
Now she sees with out really seeing
Her eyes clouded and bleeding
Trapped inside her own head
Hearing nothing but her cold heart beating
Opening her mouth to scream out her anguish
Yet nothing comes out,silence even in her screaming
She steps off the edge of the building
Traffic rushing by below,As she slowly falls
Her body slamming with a great force into the cement sidewalk
Her head cracking and splattering out in a macabre painting
Her legs and arms all akimbo, hair floating around her head like a auburn halo
Even in death the silence accompanies her

such sad words..

the pain is great

I could feel her pain..