Piercing eyes

My body was stunned back to life
It was as if an angel God had brushed a ray of life from his hand and impressed its piercing frown onto my forehead giving a semblance movement to a once flourishing rose of song.
Why be so dead inside he thought.
When you can flash through the world like the beings flashing through my head.
She did not hear a thing but touched her hand to lip and once again fell into her silent stillness acknowledging her lacking being.
Her child's eyes stared with intense concern and almost bled with tear.
Her husband touched his cheek in disbelief of her sudden drop in mood.
She was actually smiling the biggest smile of relief reflection panic as she wondered nothing but 'what the f' over and over again at all the little mistakes that she had made embarrassing her soul, humiliating her, completely devastating her to the point of a new kinder depression than intelligent instinct had allowed before. A reset in some sence or senses.
When she was alone she gave herself a pep talk to her innocence and inner warrior and grasped her life in the centre of her heart saying. This is your life. That is there life. These are your thoughts of things that have been. That is so. This is so. My is, either is, or is is going to be ancient one day so I deserve a semblance to organise a  completely new expectation for a moment. And then someone read her thoughts and decided to carry on thinking...
And then God help,,'"(')'- her