She lay still covered in blood and pain. The pain only she can bear and the pain only she can feel.

Curled in one corner, struggling to find comfort within her own body. The pain grows as she moves.

But she still didn't cry.

A taboo we call it but truly it's the strength of the form we are gifted by the universe to balance the pain. As we bleed to discover new changes in our spiritual growth in this materialistic world.