Struggle

One night sky.
Emotions were held so tight
Not a tear drop fell onto the ground
It was the heart that was bleeding
By the knives thrown by known strangers.
Struggling was not the right description
Yet guilt wasn't near either.
Betrayal of known people
People so close and dear.
A loner soul, all over again
Shut her eyes to the tears that trembled
Wiping down her face.
Face that once was bright with grace
Is now a damp flower in a vase.
~ PraJna DreameR