Perseverance

Perseverance walks tall in the moonlit streets. Her long flowing hair cascades down past her shoulders and her soft face makes her easy to speak to. She wants to help, but doesn't know how. She is nervous now, and takes her still young hands to crack her fingers. Tonight she walks back from working, the inside of her mouth and her lip is bleeding from biting it. She wants to be forgiven for all the false hope she brought, she wants to forget all the pain she has caused. But she keeps walking, in the shadows of the night. Until the sun rises again to show her that everything is fine for another day.