Pursuit

She wakes up
to the tumultuous headlines
sipping hot coffee
to warm her insides
to keep her sanity alive.
Breathing in the
barbarous desires
and vile dreams
of the pedestrians
which whisper to her
she takes it in,
all with ease.
Ease that has come
with persistent practice.
She does fret,
she does cry,
but she masquerades well,
One trick up her sleeve
that helps her survive.
Survive the brutalities,
and the inconceivable
and the absurd dreams
of the humans,
who are
infused with inhumanity.
She abides by this loop
day in and day out.
Yet, her pristine heart
longs to fly.
One day,
she will.
One day,
she will liberate herself
from this mesh.

Daily Prompt: Loop