As her body lay motionless, staring into the depths of the darkness. She plunges upward staggering with a cold breath taking her to another level of horror. Her heart aches as emotions flood her soul with the countless empty promises. Tears falling down her face like a sea of blood she falls to her knees like a lifeless doll. Her screams fill the room with an echo that cracks the paint on the walls that surround her. Why she asks? Why did I die a thousand deaths?
She is broken. All she can do is retreat back to her cold coffin where she has been kept for many of year humming her sweet- sad melody.
She falls back motionless staring into the depths of the darkness. Traveling in her mind, searching for a sacred place to live once again. Her cold coffin knows not of her heart, only the bondage that wraps her body tightly.
Her cold coffin it will be.
by: Jennifer L. George