Her eyes were the color of the sky during a storm

Dark and clouded with mist

Her face pale like the moon

Against the dark atmosphere 

Of the world's grueling expectations

She stands there unmoved by nature

A force to be reckoned with

A rock

Yet a tornado of emotion surrounds

Waving her back and forth

She's whipped by whispers and taunts

They are the wind to the hurricane

Her body is battered by the aftermath

Of the continuous damage

She's falling down

The bridge is collapsing

Water pours

Lightning strikes

Thunder booms

She's fighting for her life

But the storm always wins