The one who lost to herself

Silence hushed me

It is a lullaby I am used to

Something so dark

It engulfs me all at once

Muted by the tears

Cries smothered by a pillow

Nothing aches more than this.

Waiting for a savior to come in;

To break the walls

I imprisoned myself in

To carry me, and let me out

Kissing the scars I gave myself Remind me who I really am

What hurts more now

Is the fact - that there is no saviour

But I myself

who in the end would be the one to blame

On my Grave will be the name

"The one who lost to herself."