She stayed inside the lines she drew,
to keep her shadow safe from the sun.
Walls she raised went higher than sky,
built a door of regret, windows none.
People stopped, stared and walked forth,
the slightest attention rang like warning.
She pressed her eyes closer to blindness,
denigrating her fears to silent mourning.
She wallowed deep in the memories dark,
finding solace in the choking grip of pain.
She waited for her breath to betray her,
seek vengeance from destiny and die again.