Gone

So long.

for so long she had held back the tears,

But now, though nothing more has gone wrong her eyes begin to water and before she knows it her face is awash with tears, tears mixed with sweat and failure.

Before long her eyes begin to smart, she covers her eyes, desperately tries to stop but she cannot, it is like the many tears unshed over her last four years are being set free,

                                                                                                             all at once,

                                                   It is too much,

she tumbles from her bed to the floor, hands scratching at the coarse grey carpet,
her body is racked with her sobbing,
she shudders;
each wave is more desperate than
the last.

Silently she screams, this is worse than any pain she has felt before,
she is helpless,
a victim.

But at last,
her crying subsides,
and all that is left
is one broken young girl,

tear tracks,
still fresh upon her face.