It was the isolation that choked her.
It was the concrete knowledge that the seas of people that wished her well, didn’t.
The rope grew tighter
The grip grew tighter
The reins pulled harder
But she gave in to the only path remaining
That she avoided with her heart and soul
It was the only one providing light
In an abyss of darkness
Suddenly the rope fell
The grip retreated
The reins removed
The isolation retreated, cowering into non-existence
She had found her saviour
A deity above all else
At peace, in a sea of isolation.