Slowly, steadily she walks in the night,
Lazy yet graceful, her footsteps light.
Still she strives, to see what might,
Be beyond this valley of less light.

Her feelings tampered, confused she was,
The love she never had, again she had lost.
So again she walks by the Loneliness' River Shores,
Never knowing why, never knowing the cause.

Her eyes were shut again, as she felt the waters rise,
She wondered helplessly if, these were all lies.
So she sits by the river's shore and she softly cries,
Her tears stung her cheeks, and her faith in love dies.

In moments few, she felt the waters engulf her,
She sighed her last breath and sank in deeper.
The waters swallowed her hurt, her pain, her anger,
And she was at peace in that moment of forever.

The waters were dark, murky yet soothing,
They calmed her nerves, her pulse slowly stopping.
It covered her, sheltered her, wholly devouring,
And she let everything be, she was surrendering.