Alone she cried out: SAVE ME!
On deaf ears.
Disappointed and broken, she moved – forward with no other choice.
BROKEN, she cried in the shower where it is safe.
She had no choice and so when there was a free moment, she cried.
And worked toward the only goal: move them despite wishing that she could run far away.
Was she the ONLY one?
Would this be her lot in life?
Was there an end?
Rhetorical, she cried
The Search for Peace from Under a Butterfly's Wings 