Not all understands

Awakened.

Another morning.

Another day.

As eyes were opened, the cloak wraps her up.

She remembered, it never left.

Slowly she gazed up.

Ceiling greeted her sight.

Little did she saw.

Her eyes went puffy for long.

Whole night spent for descending waterfalls: again.

Little attackers lined up again.

Drilling bullets in her wrinkled cushion.

"How tight it is to let out a single breath"

Received a reply from last night's ruins of desperate disenthrall.

"You'll be okay" he said. Interpreted by her.

Hoped it helped. Hoping hardly it would help.

Oh please, she pleaded it would help.

Yet the attackers loved her too much.

It wouldn't leave her, why not.

"When's the departure?" feebly she asks.

Silence there was.

So she continued the day.

With the biggest flash of her smile.

How agonizing.

*sighs*