Her steps crash against the stone hard ground

The smile on her face nowhere to be found

Screaming crying flashing lights and broken glass

Silence darkness and then the final crash

Running was the only thing she had ever known

As the hole in her heart had widened and grown

The autumn air bit at her skin

Crawling into her clothes the material warn Thin

Sometimes a story has no end

Because there is no mark of where it began

Hey guys, well I know this isn't my best work, but I wanted to try something new, anyway I hope you like it