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
She welcomes the thought of newness..
of being rescued from herself
for she has finally seen the light..