a deep inhale and her lungs catch fire

struggling within her white, wrapped arms

Drowning in the putrid air; a single sob

lights flash past and the darkness engulfs her

Why are you crying, little girl?

Why are you so weak?

Inside her tired; weary mind

the demons, to her speak.

hush now, don't be shy

the lights are calling dear.

a kiss of fate, you know you wanted it

mud, grime, and reddened sheets.

her body shakes with every plea;

the sky shows no mercy

if only she could fade away

if only...

her weary head finally falls,

into a pitiful dose of sleep

to save the little girl's grief

for tomorrow's soul to keep.