You thought a bullet or two would cease the energy that radiates through my gaze, unraveling your dark soul and scratching your wounds, punching you hard where it hurts, finding its way to your lies coarsened heart. You thought bullets would silence the beat of my innocent heart, that once used to skip its beat at the sight of you, that showered you with pure love and affection, caving all your fears and negativity, and trusted you without second thought. You got it wrong young man! Though you ditched me down to the darkest tunnel of life and left me there to suffer alone, with no one to save me, a space full of void and screaming emptiness, I am not dead. Though you get your hands through my chest and grasp my heart to squeeze it, you couldn't cease my breath. Even if you managed to put holes in my body, you still couldn't bury me cause I am Nina Virovah. A lady with eyes of a tiger.