As the breeze grew stronger, 
she pulled her sweater tighter 
trying to fight against the wind 
that dared to expose her arms 
It shouted at her, 
called her names 
The sun continued to shine brighter 
daring her to remove her sweater 
at the sudden burst of warmth 
As the wind and sun worked against her 
she felt alone and helpless 
She tore off her sweater 
And the impact of the wind hit her arms, 
The scars were ripped open 
The wind swirled around her 
laughing hysterically at her bleeding wrists 
The sun shone a while longer, 
the wind blew once more, 
and she went out like a candle