Alone She Goes

Alone she goes, the imprints on the damp shores, as sunsets on the horizon, unsaid words bore deep, silence kills, it pains her more. Alone she goes, tired, depressed, and low, the salty water pearls in the eyes, too stubborn to flow. Alone she goes, heart shredded into pieces, cold, clammy hands, withered lips and plae face, too pity the poor soul. Alone she goes, obstinate to return home, zilch left but a pure broken soul, the imprints continues on the damp shore, there she goes, all alone. **** Rish ❤️