SteemitPoetryContest #11 : Picture

Tears were streaming down her face,
In the corner, there she stayed,
Alone with a picture on her hand,
Hopeless, didn't know where to stand.

She remembered the caress of her mother,
Reminisced the embrace of her father.
All she could only do is to think about the past,
Because some people aren't meant to last.

Loneliness was creeping in,
Depression and anxiety were deep within.
Surviving in this cruel world isn't easy,
Fighting, living alone day by day.