She drew the curtains to make it dark,
She knew no light could bring her hope.
She closed the doors to shut out the sounds,
Whoever was afraid of the dark, never knew her.
Twists of fate or the sudden surprises of life,
Everything paled in front of her staccato mind.
A series of resounding self-inflicting blows,
Can put to rest her enemies and can even take her out.
Fight she can! The demons of the real world.
The ones that have shape and the ones that are cursed.
But who’ll come to her rescue when she is all alone?
Fighting herself, a battle not many even know.