That night, after goodnight was said, she cried. She knows that she herself is falling apart, into pieces of shattered glass. Hell knows her pain and sorrow. She couldn't say much, talk much. She thinks too far till tears came rolling down her adorable cheeks. But her thoughts were all truth. Her fragile self couldn't be any stronger. She's suffered enough. Nothing more than pleasure is needed for now. When times she's smiling, don't be fooled as you can tell she's lying all her secrets. The sadness in her eyes can't be taken away. The more she's concerned of, the more she couldn't take. This has been botherin her for days long. Her angelic memories all erased. What's left is deprave ones. She couldn't find her soul, her mind. She's being forced what's not. She's being harrassed by such prickling words. Such that could kill. Such that's deplicting the emptiness in her. Without mercy, her charge was guilty. It's been a norm for her. Her life force, had been moved by the unstabilized earthquake. Her heart was pounded like hard rock. She couldn't bare contacting herself. She couldn't bare speaking to anyone. She just showed up with none of the expression known. Nothing can be seen in her eyes anymore. Things and memories faded away just like that. Heavy emotions taking over her. She failed everyone. But she knows she didn't. She's not a strong girl as you think she is. She is just a girl without direction to head to. She was hurt badly. And yes, she's not flawless. The fact is, nobody IS flawless. She tried keeping herself in pace. Trying not to do anything harmful. But yet she couldn't stand any much longer. And so, that peaceful night, she killed herself on her bed. Without knowing that all were just lies.
lies which she couldn't tell
you know,
i love you so much.
