She Knew It Was Coming

She knew it was coming,
she could sense it was coming,
every little hint, every little sign,
emerged,
she knew it was coming.

Every single time,
she was at her tippity top,
it came ,
crashing down on her,
it spoilt her day.

she knew it was coming,
she felt a little twinge in her stomach.

and suddenly,
she felt faint,
she knew she couldn't take it.
She had to find,
a solution,
before it gets worse.

As she ponders around,
with the short and easy way to her left,
and the hard and long way to her right,
she knew if she took the path to her left,
it would be detrimental,
she had no gain,
she wouldn't feel like she was strong enough to face it.

So,
she took the harder and longer way.
It hurt,
She was hurting so bad,
no one could help her,
she wants to go back,
she doesn't want to walk this path anymore,
but the doors behind are closed.

She had to be strong,
She knows she'll break through,
she's done this more often than she had imagined,
she knows she's halfway through.

She'll continue through this journey.
She know she'll have to go through it again,
so she picks herself up.
both hands on where she is hurting,
she let time pass,
as time passes and as she walks along that bloody path.

She sees the light,
what she was walking on felt dry again.
It didn't hurt anymore.

She went on living,
she was happy again,
she was at her tippity top again,
then,
she saw it coming.

She knows it's coming.
It's just that bloody cycle in life,
that she cannot,
for anyone's sake,
avoid it.