An ominous vibration in her heart.
A memory of conflict cutting her apart.
A rush of wind through melancholy skies.
A nightmare of darkness in sad brown eyes.

Look at that girl, that girl all alone.
Isn't it pathetic how she was cut from her throne?

An appointment with the therapist.
A feeling so important being dismissed.
A tear falling from her solemn face.
A life she wish she could replace.

What a tragedy.
Keep walking.

An apartment so excruciatingly lonely.
A woman thinking of if only.
A memory that reappears often.
A heart that has not softened.

She has a bitter taste in her frowning mouth.