She laid there drowning in her own blood wondering when someone would come save her.
No one came.
She sat up against the wall with a needle in one hand and thread in another.
She slowly stitched her heart back together piece by piece.
When she was done .... someone came. Instead of helping they ripped her heart into more pieces to the point even if she tried she wouldn't be able to put it back together.
They left her there.... she cried as she tried to pick up the pieces that once was together and full of life.
It was too late.
