Lost

Darkness seeped into the corners of her mind.
Questions swirled around in her thoughts.
"Is she lying?"
"Are they deceiving me?"
"Do they not care?"
The darkness started clouding her thoughts.
Her vision getting hazy she lays down on the carpet,
but it doesn't feel like carpet.
It feels like ice, cold and unfeeling, it bites at her skin.
Shivers run up and down her spine.
Her last thoughts before she slips into unconsciousness are
"My whole life's been a lie. When I finally trust them,
I turn around and I've been stabbed. Why?"
Taking her last breath of air she slides
into the black hole they've dug for her.