When the day goes by, ant it’s close to an end
we all search for someone to have the role of a friend,
we all search for someone to share joy and tears
to share a dinner, or a bottle of wine while saying ‘cheers’.
She was like all others hoping not to be alone
but there was no one of anyone she had known,
so she washed off her face and started writing
beginning a battle of her own inner fighting.