Roar.

"Happiness hit her like a train on a track. Coming towards her, stuck still; no turning back."

I don't know what you want from me.

You told me all you wanted was for me to be happy.

But when the tables turned- you stole that away.

With a twist of fate, and a change of the day;

Our feelings were beaten and left to die.

I pushed myself up, because all we can do is survive.

So you laid on the ground- bitter and cold.

I became young- while you just grew old.

I ran and I played; danced and I sang.

You just watched as time ticked away.