Shrouded Subsidiary

Late at night ’till break of dawn
Thoughts filled her head
She’s up, awake and kept at bay
Her body filled with stains of red

While everyone’s asleep
Silently she thinks
Pessimism starts to creep
Endless possibility of things

Words muffled by tears
Choking on her screams
She, herself hears
Tears falling in tears

Now everyone starts to wake
She hides herself in her berth
Wishing for sleep she may attain
As she cries herself to dream

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