She Hold Unto it Feeling Tired in the Abyss of Dreamlessness.
Lying, Frozen She Found Solitude.
But Alas, Something Won't Let it Be.
She was Wailing, None was Heard not Even a Single whimper.
Then, She Felt it in a Voice Loud and Clear was Taking her Fear.
"Rest, My Child", the Voice said.
Once again, She knew that She was Safe even if a deafening silence followed.
No more Pain, No Broken Lines, just Inner Peace.
She Smiled Slowly and Nodded.
Suddenly, the Darkness of sorrow vanished and waves of hope shone brightly.
And then, SHE WAS GONE.