She is too tired.
Smiling is too tormenting.
Yet she has to smile.
And it brings waves of agony.
She is dying so slowly.
She couldn't help herself anymore.
She was falling fast.
Darkness engulfing her.
She didn't want to be a looser nor pathetic.
She fought.
May be not hard enough.
The pain is becoming unbearable.
She just wants to feel at peace.
Nights passed, sleep didn't bring peace anymore.
Anxiety rooted deep into her.

Wards didn't escape her lips.
Afterall she learned to act.
It is so much easier to stay silent.
Because words were not enough anymore to describe the tsunami that started.
May be it started long back, she wasn't aware of.
She is too tired.
Her eyes too tired to look.
Her lips too tired to move.
Yet she has to look amd smile.
Her tormented soul screaming.
Yet she was keeping her promise.
Her futile life continues.

#voidofnight
© Laily B.