It was quiet outside,
No echo through the woods.
Though the wind blew,
And it pushed,
It hadn’t made a sound.
Her body burned inside,
No love for her at all.
She never knew,
How to smile,
How to lift her feet from the ground.
The rain fell patiently,
Then slowly starting to rage.
Thrashing the ground and it’s decor,
Destroying any castles,
Any sculptures made of sand.
Her thoughts paced absently,
Until she heard their taunts.
Their words swept in to make her sore,
Breaking her heart,
As well as the bones that let her stand.
Lightning sped across the sky,
Thunder roared too loudly.
Shaking the ground at it’s impact,
Shattering every child’s sleep,
And causing critters small and large to hide.
Starting only now to cry,
Her broken whimpers filled the room.
She had managed to keep her hope intact,
Until this very pressing moment,
When she let it start to slide.