Inspired by the poem “Stet” by David Hernandez
She shut the door
tears streaming down her face
She gripped the handle as she struggled for balance
and watched her world crumble away.
He may have destroyed her but she was the tornado
left in her own ruins.
Even if she had the chance to re-write the story
But time and time again she thinks to herself,
“Maybe it would have been better
if I never picked up the book in the first place”