She sits alone in the darkness,
listening to the sounds of the night. Coldness creeps up around her
feet and she shivers as the fog slowly wraps it's fingers around her
soul. She sits. She thinks back to those times when there was
someone. Someone who seemed to care. Times past of more glorious
moments that cling to her heart like sludge. The pain comes and goes,
coursing through her body like electric bolts . She winces. Nothing
more than what she is used to. When did this all begin? When did
things end? And why? Those are her thoughts on this lonely night. Too
many unanswered questions that get in the way of her peace of mind.
And the pain...once again.
She wonders why these things haunt
her in the middle of the night. Peace should come. Sleep should wash
over her, cleansing her spirit and soul. But no. It is not meant to
be. Is this her purgatory? Is this where she is meant to be? Reliving
the memories of the past? Why do they torture her so?
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