She looked into the eyes of whom she once loved
Her mind took her back to her once beloved
Earlier those eyes offered comfort and warmth
Now they just seemed to have transformed
“Is he the one who helped me out of depression?”
She thought, as she waited for the impact
It came, sharp and hard
Which left her sprawled on the ground
As she mourned her once savior
Now the one causing her doom
She whispered to herself, “When will I escape this life?”