MAYHEM


She had sunk so low
Diving, agitated,
Messed up her whole mind
Losing drops of beauty
Discovering her wild.

She was cut too deep
Amidst a world of ice
Breathing inner sobs
In whose clasped arms
Embraces were too cold.

She looked back in vain
No one present
It mingled in her heart
No one standing there
To help her in the fight.

Her countenance
All injured
It covered her eyes lost
Reflecting in the mirror
The ones she had loved most.