It stalks her day and night,
Sometimes catching her offguard
And making her face her fears.

It forces her to fight against it
Yet gives her pleasant thoughts.

When she's not looking, it leaps out
And scares the life out of her.

It controls her dreams at night and
Causes her to cry in the morning.

This enemy is killing her softly and
Very skillfully and she's allowing it to happen.

How long can she run from it?

She believes it is time to face it head on and confront it.

It is time to let go of "what used to be."

After all, if she lets the past run her life, it
Will destroy her future and she cannot exist.