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There was no end to the war…
No vaccine for her virus…
That noise in her head was constant…
She craved for simple silence…
She found it hard to focus…
Her tears would sting and burn…
Her feelings were overwhelming…
Drove her to a point of no return…
Her emptiness needed numbing…
And pills would mask the pain…
One of her comforting old habits…
As she swallowed with vodka again…
It brought clarity and reflection…
Provided a chance to look back…
As the memories overwhelmed her…
She saw good mixed with the bad…
The world wasn’t always against her…
Not everyone was so unkind…
There were glimpses of real happiness…
As battles were fought in real-time…
Realisation started to wash over her…
Kind faces began flooding her dream…
She heard voices filled with pity…
But they became a deafening scream…
Her life force slowly ebbed away…
She was moving towards the light…
Soft lullabies filled all her senses…
As she tried so hard to fight…
The panic set in and infected…
This poor girl was in need of saving…
As this wasn’t really her intention…
Nor the silence she’d been craving…
Her eyes became tired and heavy…
Sleep seemed so safe and warm…
The angels began whispering secrets…
Ready to remove her from all harm…
And as time waits for no one…
The moment came swiftly, then passed…
Leaving her floating body weightless…
And free from all pain at last…
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©Eyewillnotcry1973
Inspired by the song “Catherine Wheels” by Crowded House
Eye Will Not Cry 