eyes open staring into blank space,
mind free from all that was, is or will be,
she lay there still,
the one who carried the whole world on her shoulders, the one who was always there for everyone,
who took all their pain away, she lay there quiet,
maybe now they would see she was hurting the whole time,
maybe they get to understand that her pain took roots deep within her,
maybe they will finally realize that the one who was strongest was the most broken of them all,
she lay there,
all her broken bare, like a part of nature,
even as life ceased, and all that was left was a cold husk, a memory of what was.
she was finally free, or so they thought.