Everytime I hear her name, the blood gushes from my gaping wounds. She is the girl he settled for. The one he really likes.

They have all seen me flounder. And I stand here, shaking in my weakness. So afraid. And it calms me somehow, for I know it is my strength.

But.

Today I die.

I want to be free.

I beg the skies. To take me to my grave. Soaking lashes hidden. So brave. So cold. I march on. And on. Leave me be. Let me go. Tumble. Tumble. Forever in the wind.