Circles of Sorrow

She woke up from nightmare,

with pale face and cold mind.

The room, filled with darkness...

Eyes were in search of light,

but failed to find a single ray of colour.

Slowly,

she doomed in silence.

In her own silence.

She never uttered a word

Circles of sorrow filled her mind

Her big tragic eyes shed tears,

too tired in the emotional ride.

In her unquiet mind,

thoughts crashed into each other.

Making unseen wounds and incurable scars.

She stood alone,

 with a bleeding heart.

Several fragments of memory

left unfixed.

Wandered in the dark thoughts...

Suddenly she fell into 

cold silent isolation.

She, a prisoner of her moods 

and emotions.

Realised, life became a blur of 

sad dark feelings.

Life seems so pointless to her.

She was horribly isolated

 from the outer world.

The chaotic journey through 

endless dark tunnel,

With dark days, 

waking nightmares and blank mornings

The bouts of depression

 hit her hard.

And her very existence 

became the act of survival.