MONDAY is a busy day,
And she barely got silent.
She didn't identified him,
But had meeting with assailant.

TUESDAY is a nice day,
Still unlucky for few.
For her it was so bad,
She was crying in the dew.

WEDNESDAY has a huge name,
But still it is better.
In night, when she came,
She got a death letter.

Spent THURSDAY with frightening feel,
Her heart pounded with fear.
She decided to call the cops,
But someone was near.

On FRIDAY, when it was raining,
She saw shadow of man.
Who fired two bullets on her,
But missed target and ran.

On SATURDAY she went to church,
And begged to keep her safe.
But God knew all her past,
That's why she was waif.

On SUNDAY she searched her home,
And found a photo on shelf.
She realised her deeds and fate,
And then she HANGED HERSELF...

© Dark_Flinch