Human.

Fragile creatures. 

Accidents prone; Tragedy happened.

Red. Siren. Needle. Thread. Broken.

Hell.


Beauty is all she is.

When its dark she asks herself. Desperately.

Is this just a dream? Please wake up. Please.

Is this the end?


But her look in the eyes said,

Fearless.

 
She is just a human; we are.

And for that she is more

than extraordinary.

No tears are poured; No remorse;

No complaints nor hatred.

She owns my love, my respect.

Forever.