Pitch-black

From left to right,

Like darkness to light.

Trying with all her might;

To triumph in the fight,

Again and again,

She kept on searchin'

Been twistin' and turnin'

Still nothing fits in.

Digging down deep,

Falling not to sleep;

Holding back those weep,

'Coz senses won't keep.

Trail of thoughts break,

Sanity seem so bleak;

Frustrations sudden kick,

Feeling terribly sick.

Moments gone too fast,

Yet she can't move from the past;

Something noone but she alone cast

In this pitch-black vast!