Midnight Poem by Kim J

It's midnight
She's rolling, breathless
scared and lonely
tears from the scars
flow free
her pillow, wet
her tears, yet!
listen;
her only company are the stars
they shine as she dims
they wink
as she tries to link
her thoughts wander,
memories! ?
Where is her composure
alone, she can't hide from self
breakdown ensues
her issues.
Once a hardened heart;
now soft and tender
What did the night do to her?