I can hear her talking, shouting about some petty lil bullshit, like always. I can hear her feet break concrete w mania. Pacing. Ranting about why things are the way they are. She clenches her teeth w fury. calling the only person that will listen. No one else cares. She beats the world down w her ugly stick. Hurting her loved ones. No one draws near any more.
Because there is no one left to care for the lonely heartless woman.