More Pointless Poetry

The pain in her heart,

The only pain she can feel.

She sits around,

Not living her life.

 

She finally rises,

To meet her foes,

To meet her friends,

To meet her love.

 

The pain she felt,

So long ago,

Now replaced,

With something much more.

 

With something bigger,

Than her town,

Than her nation,

Than the world.