a desperate cry for help,

for the mixed to go away,

happy sad angry fear does not mix please go away why are you still here let it be this can't be but it is what can be done no one to help no one to see no one to listen the pleas ignored by the pleader herself maybe maybe the bubbling over will stop but it wouldn't and who can help not that desperate but maybe so.

uncomprehending? i hope so for if even the pleader ignores the cries then maybe this all is legitimate but what of that why should you care i do not know but i wish you would.

if the times where this all was thought to end were documented and the increasingly violent self destructions have been told what would you say i hope nothing because is that not what you have been doing for so long let it out let it all out but some things cannot go they just refuse to go and so someone has to help but no one helps and the little girl doesn't know how to help herself or ask for help so it just stays there.

do you understand that this is coming to an end soon but the child secretly knows that hope is still there. but if it keeps hiding, and repeated scouring for it does not work, well.

the claws from within have ripped the flesh to shreds of tears.

hidden pins stabbing from outside kill,

the spirit crushed and the little girl desperate.

death.