Silence engulfs her once screaming night
She sits biting at the withered skin that gathers around the edges of her nails
Shards of icy tingles haunt her spine while she reflects upon her past
Her legs shake when she gets nervous so she digs her teeth hard into her tongue to focus on something else.
Wet flesh rolling in a dumb stupor, she knows what she wants to say
It is trying to claw its way out from inside her but her lips remain padlocked
No wetness softens her cheeks
She’s numb
Eyes wide
Pupils dilated
She just stares, at nothing she stares, no story in her eyes just an etched in look of grief
Motionless she sits, doesn’t know how long she has been there or how long until she can move again
She just sits paralysed by the silence.
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