She cried, her tears were wet,
Wriggling as she slithered,
She was ready to dance.
She laughed, her sounds were pain,
Feeling sorry for her failing heart,
She had held their hands.
She fell, her sorrow was great,
Sinking to the depths of her despair,
She was eager for death.
She saw, her fears had a voice,
Spinning her thoughts like a wheel,
She had begun to fade.
She fled, her freedom was fake,
Binding her life to stake,
She was given no choice.