She stands alone in a cloud of un-trust able meanings,
Hidden between dialects of unimaginable scenarios,
Awaiting to become an infringement in my mind,
Until death shall be kind enough to do us part

With one incident to change all,
Leaving only the dark behind.
Frozen in a moment where its hard to breath,
Now to be placed within a Society
Unaware of reality,
separating fact and fiction,
submitting to no one
under no condition,

As i think so shall she rot as she stands,
wither and die in her frozen heart,
There can never a return,
Only in her death from thought,
Shall redemption come,
Reborn from what has become a destituted existence.