The air, stifling her, unable to move
All she can smell is the smoke in the air..
She is not innocent, she is unable to prove..
Its in her hair, underneath her skin to bear
She cannot breathe, her breathe drowned in the sea

She moves like a wisp, here and there
all she ever loved, all she ever cared
nothing but broken dreams scattered everywhere

Her lips touch his, brushing in a caress
Emptiness in her thoughts, her mind a mess
Tasting upon his lips, every single lie
Soul broken, she wishes she could die
The lies all around, nowhere she can hide

Suffocating in darkness, she thinks
She cannot breathe, she cannot scream
Her voice is muffled, people pass without a blink

His voice laced with every poisonous word
She accepts the lie, every sound heard
She smiles politely and shakes her head
No, tonight she will not sleep in her bed
Instead, she will suffocate no more..
Instead, she will breathe and soar.


Penned by my hand on the 11th of Lupar, in the year 524 AF.