Annihilated

Broken World

She felt this way,

An inevitable thought crossing her mind,

All the reasons she fought for,

And all the things she couldn't deny.

She isn't docile anymore,

far away from what she used to be.

Everything was ostensive,

And nothing seemed real.

She lived in a broken world,

Torn apart piece by piece,

Rendered by her own choices,

In this brute domain.

She sat there closing her eyes,

while a dark aura encased her,

motionless, her body fragile,

the empty vessel in this broken world.