she’s been so tired,
for everything,
for all the worries,
for all the pain,
she asked herself,
what is the reason I keep living?
until she feels a warm touch,
from outside,
a hand,
a warm hand,
then she realized,
the answer to her question,
she’s been living for that hand,
the hand which let her keep fighting,
through all the pains,
she closed her eyes,
and she beats,
she pumps,
until she opens her eyes,
and see that she’s shining,
the light radiates her surroundings,
she was a heart,
a heart whose still living,
in spite of all the grief,
she’s been suffering,
she keeps fighting,
until the day came that she shines,
she sparks endlessly,
and all the grief, pain and worries,
had been washed away