She sits there quietly

Looking nervous

But also like

She is thinking

Weighing her options

Not that she has many

She is trapped 

In a small box

That she can never leave

She's underwater

Trying to get to 

The surface

For a small 

Breath of air

She's under a mountain

In the ruins 

Of her palace

Once called Life

She sits there

As she watches it

Fall

Crushing her 

And she just sits

Taking the furry 

Of the destruction

She likes the pain

In comparison to

The wastless feeling

Of the sorrow and 

Emptiness

That made home 

In her heart

These are all the images 

That she wish they 

Could see

Maybe than 

They could help

Maybe then 

She be better

If only they could 

See these things

 

Edit: This was suppose to be the back ground picture but I couldn't get it to upload, so here it is: https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2018/11/Dioiw5AUYAAMxYm-5bf5493fa7564__700.jpg