The wounds are hemorrhaging..

the torture to great to bear.. the heart oozes with agony.. the ugly, the hurt, the groans and moans drowning her out..

no longer concealed within her psyche

there are gaping holes everywhere..

puncture wounds that bandages can not contain, as pieces of her are scattered about..

the stench of her rotting soul engulfs her

The suffocation causing her to run

She looks around blindly, unable to see through her shaded eyes..

gasping for air

desperate enough

She welcomes the thought of newness..

of being rescued from herself

for she has finally seen the light..