By Mariela Maroto
There was fire in her eyes
And water on her cheeks
She has never felt so helpless
So powerless, so weak
The world was falling
And the only thing she could do was stare
Stare at the destruction
At the inevitable fall of the universe itself
There was fire in her eyes
But her heart was cold as ice,
The anger, the hate,
The impotence
The fury of not being able to react,
Like she was made of stone.
Her feet too heavy to move
The desperation
The pain.
Stuck to the earth
Without an exit
Without escape
A scream from her mouth
The only sound in the air
The melody of death
A sign of the end
She had fire in her eyes
She had a heart of ice
She had feet of stone
She had the voice of death
She had lost the battle
She had lost herself
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Mariela Maroto
Mariela Moroto is 21 years old. To her, writing is “almost a reflex, [she] just can’t help it”. You can find more of her writings here- https://sweek.com/profile/AQMDBwAAZgYBBwAB
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