She applies kohl on her eyes religiously everyday.
It comes to her naturally. Like breathing now.
She has the darkest of eyes.
They twinkle with stories untold, mysteries that she refuses to tell.

Today though, her kohl is smeared all over her face.
She's lost yet another battle.
With hands that shiver she manages to roll a joint expertly.

Ofcourse, nobody will ever know.
Instead tomorrow she'll wake up with eyes that are darker than ever before.