Deep

She screams and no one hears her
Silence surrounds her
And she quietly goes insane
The tears flow endlessly inside
But they never seem to fade
As the clock ticks by
More reasons to die
Come across her mind
Like a free flowing book
Will she be missed?
It can not be certain
Which way the wind may blow
Nor it can not be said
Which way this tale will end
She sits and wishes
For those days of happiness and glory
But all she gets
Are memories in a distance