Maybe...

There's nothing left in her.
She doesn't know what to say.
The same thoughts get boring after so many days.

She feels trapped.
It's a living nightmare.
She can't even try to run away.


She's been waiting for a change.
Anything.
Even a big catastrophe.

As long as she feels something.
As long as she forgets.
As long as she heals.

She doesn't know if she can get through.
She's been fighting for so long.
Her strength is finally running out.

She used to beg it not to leave.
After two months,
she's begging it to run away and never look back.

She feels so alone in a sea of people.
He did this to her.
She wants to forget how to love.

Maybe is not a promising word.