The World Around Was Still Poem by Lauren Beasley

The world around was still
But her head was spinning on
In a silence that could kill,
The voices screamed until dawn
And in the dead of night
She felt the pain of all her life
That space devoid of light
Was glowing compared to her strife
She could not diverge the thought
On things of half a year since
Awake in her bed, she fought
Each jab to herself caused a wince
Yet no one could hear her cries
The battle waged only in mind
Till at last, she succumbed to sweet lies
And for a breath, left the storm behind