A pillow is pressed down upon her face. She is truly held in its embrace. So many stand and watch The breath draining from her chest. But they refuse to empathise, As they know no such oppress. She screams in the silence, to no avail. All those with the power to save, selfishly fail. People are so ego-centred it would seem. Is it because they are too damn scared to intervene? No. It's because their bank balance will surely rise. Even ...

A pillow is pressed down upon her face. She is truly held in its embrace. So many stand and watch The breath draining from her chest. But they refuse to empathise, As they know no such oppress. She screams in the silence, to no avail. All those with the power to save, selfishly fail. People are so ego-centred it would seem. Is it because they are too damn scared to intervene? No. It's because their bank balance will surely rise. Even ...

A pillow is pressed down upon her face. She is truly held in its embrace. So many stand and watch The breath draining from her chest. But they refuse to empathise, As they know no such oppress. She screams in the silence, to no avail. All those with the power to save, selfishly fail. People are so ego-centred it would seem. Is it because they are too damn scared to intervene? No. It's because their bank balance will surely rise. Even ...