** She waits and she holds, all the secrets they've told, No one sees, no one knows, just how much she holds. Whispers in the air, almost as if she is there, a silent thought, A silent hum, Inside she runs - Ragged and Wild, No desire to fight it. She tells me things , no one else would mean. She suffocates me, with everything we harbor. And one day She'll implode, No room to erode, The memories, The sorrows, A longing , for no tomorrow. Yet no where to really go.**