Gravity
She woke up like a winter's morning sunshine
With the pudgy smell of the medicine and a light head
She had no blood in her but only morphine running in her veins
She was now a human dependent on machines
She wondered how she got here
In the serene white background with the hustle and bustle
Of the doctors and the visitors
Thinking of how she ends up in this vegetative state
The frontal lobe damaged and her memory gone
It was how her luck had it
The world had nothing but sympathy for her
But who knew what was going on in her head
She stood tall
Despite the state she was in
She was born to survive
Like the fox she knew that she would find a way
Just after a few days
The machines were replaced by people
The morphine was replaced by grit
She was destined to fight her fate
She never recognized anyone
But until one day when she saw him
She remembered everything
How she went through the torture
He had been everything to her
A friend, a guide and a confidante
But who knew that he was the beast incarnated
He was supposed to be her friend
He had mutilated the poor soul
Harmed her mentally and physically
To an extent that he threw her out of the moving car
Never did he know that karma would bite him back
She never forgave him
For the hurt, the broken trust an the broken soul
The angst and the frustration made her pull the trigger
She slayed him the moment she had lost her control
The poor soul
Who knew what she had went trough
Her body had endured the pain and the suffering
With a peaceful mind she went away to a place where there was no right or wrong
A place which had justice for all
And punishments at all
The judges were the supreme leaders
And women were treated fair
Alas it never was like that here
It had everything that could mow down the hope and the humanity
She had no blood in her but only morphine running in her veins
She was now a human dependent on machines
She wondered how she got here
In the serene white background with the hustle and bustle
Of the doctors and the visitors
Thinking of how she ends up in this vegetative state
The frontal lobe damaged and her memory gone
It was how her luck had it
The world had nothing but sympathy for her
But who knew what was going on in her head
She stood tall
Despite the state she was in
She was born to survive
Like the fox she knew that she would find a way
Just after a few days
The machines were replaced by people
The morphine was replaced by grit
She was destined to fight her fate
She never recognized anyone
But until one day when she saw him
She remembered everything
How she went through the torture
He had been everything to her
A friend, a guide and a confidante
But who knew that he was the beast incarnated
He was supposed to be her friend
He had mutilated the poor soul
Harmed her mentally and physically
To an extent that he threw her out of the moving car
Never did he know that karma would bite him back
She never forgave him
For the hurt, the broken trust an the broken soul
The angst and the frustration made her pull the trigger
She slayed him the moment she had lost her control
The poor soul
Who knew what she had went trough
Her body had endured the pain and the suffering
With a peaceful mind she went away to a place where there was no right or wrong
A place which had justice for all
And punishments at all
The judges were the supreme leaders
And women were treated fair
Alas it never was like that here
It had everything that could mow down the hope and the humanity
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