Darkest Corner, She Is Crying Poem by Low Li Ling Jasmine

In a corner, a darkest shade of black
Ears aprick for the sound
Within earshot if you tried hard

She is crying, she is hurting
Not caring a whit about the embarrassment
In this corner, no stir of life
Where she known a measure of sanctuary

Her heart beats with dread
As the debris fall, the disconnected melody
Is it okay to scream until it reaches a soul

A water fountain behind a seemingly high hedge
A fiery desire of another will dry it all
Or does she has to learn to be devoid of emotion
Shall the droplets to be gone

Grief has not completely broken her spirit
But fearing the terror when the thoughts shattered
And the world crumbled and fall into pieces again

In a corner, a darkest shade of black
She is crying