THERE SHE IS...

There she is, introspecting. Watching her world crash right in front of her eyes. Eyes that are misty, her vision is blurred now. She couldn't think, couldn't act. She wants to speak, but she knows words won't help. Not this time. She wants to escape the reality, but every pore of her skin knows that won't change it. She's lost, she's helpless..as helpless as life is before death.
She's overtaken, she wants to free herself. The eerie silence won't let her do that. She wants to yell at all those who are responsible for the agonised soul but there is no one. No one her hands could reach for. She wants tender hands of her mother to hold her.
She wants to smile but that doesn't happen. She's too tired to get up, her knees are weak now. Her shoulders cannot take any more burden. Her eyes are suffocated, they want to shut down to everything moving around her.
This is when she feels herself, she feels that the earth is spinning for real. Her earth, Her world.
For a moment, she wants it to stop. And stop forever, then. But her wishes won't come true. They never do.
She is broken into pieces that won't come as one again. She needs help but she cannot take it.
Her heart's breaking, the pieces falling in silence. Sincere Silence.