Instance

A scream so loud, so drawn out,
A deep well of emotion that guards.
Tough it was, to bucket out the whole
Now, she's been a shallow, brusted and emptied.

As if a need, silence landed.
No signs to follow,
Scared she is, nothing left within
With the senses altered and hollow.

As if she'd been burried,a long ago.
All she realizes is being a vast ocean of sorrow.
It was almost an end, it was about to be.
Enough of the world that she had been seeing.

stained floor and the curtains,
Torn pages and and the hopes.
Ashes rolling off of the soul.
But not enough,
It was a drop in the ocean.

Those were as feeble as dyes,
Her heart could not stain it.
Ruptures were stiched,
Voices were drenched,
Demons were all slayed.
Hope shrieked out as it had never left.