The night was upon them
It used its cold arms to hug them tightly
She was breathing with difficult
Hearing the deadly words at the end of the tunnel
She felt she was falling down to nowhere
Her world became black that night
The days were passing and, tired of the deep feeling,
She started thinking in the end of everything
She was resting in her bed
Thinking of the failure
Blaming her for the result
Condemning her to a slowly death
The end was coming
When her mind breathed deeply
She opened her eyes and blamed the doom
She released herself to freedom
and the life started again in front her eyes
