In the lonely presense of the night.
She appears as a wild figure
roaming off from the crowd.
Only knowing the ability to be proud
of nothing but freedom. While pulling the trigger.
As it comes to an end, they take flight
like a bird in the dead of night.
Feelings growing bigger
as everyone gathers around,
no one makes a single sound.
But to everyone's surprise, she is the winner.
She won her fight.
No longer afrad of death
she can now takea breath.