In her good time there laid a tropical paradise
In her most captivating times her elegant smile brought life to the world
She was as stunning as a dazzling and bright sun beam reflecting on the magnificent sea
Her mood changed from joy to dismay
She became broken, she no longer felt like herself
Emotions drowned her, her voice nobody could hear
She kept her feelings and thoughts bottled up
Shutting out everyone is what she done best, she had plenty of fear
Fear of herself, what she could do
Her pain and anguish she could no longer bear
She wanted to be strong and majestic again
She despised herself as a violent wave
I’m no longer fixable she thought to herself
How can you fix something that has already drowned?
Should I swim up to the surface and just keep swimming or should I let the tsunami be the one winning?