Longitude,  longitude help them find--
Latitude,  latitude guide the way..
15 degrees north, and 2017 miles that way...
Help this wanderer find that bridge gone down in flames.
Help them find that sound of a burdened greif..
Because she saw no one come until they saw opportunity.
And so she built walls where there shouldn't be.  
Higher and higher, thicker and thicker they became.
Until the sky itself was no longer visible.
Brick by brick, that fortress grew.
Tear by tear her vision blurred...
..and then ...
                ....  darkness...

Those brown eyes.  
Those deep brown soothing eyes.
They're able to just know in an instant if I lied.
And crinkle into a heart skipping smile.
Ah yes those eyes.
Heaven knows they're my worst kind of kryptonite.
But I can't live without them.
My kryptonite wears a green collar and signs of aging.
The tell tale signs of a life worn down by love.
From start to finish, he is the definition of love.
My kryptonite is my good boy.

Same broken soul
Different smile

Same hidden pain
Different laughter

I have thorns where a crown of Roses should be.
Tell me where i went wrong.

This is the story of a single soul.
Who from day one--
;Fought with all her might.
This is the story of  a dauntless being who's tears were forced out.
Even after keeping them hidden from their view.
A loud and intense soul that boasted an unusual combination of fire and ice. One that refused to let anyone bring her down.
This..is the story of how one day. She fought with all her might.
Trying to keep her head held high.
But they couldn't let her keep her pride.
They couldn't let others see what she truly was.
Because her intrepid ways were an insult to tradition and to thier power.
But like I mentioned before.  She knew no fear. And this is what happened.
All the Pushing. And yelling. High volumes of anger.
And the bitterness clawing at her.
But she's Still a wild flame.
Until eventually ;
-her head  was pushed against the floor with another's gruesome foot.
A polished,  cold leather shoe.
" respect me or fear the consequences. Who do you think you are?"
And so she sat there infuriated as she was, tears streaming down.
Hands tied back. Eyes looking down.
Because she knew who she was. She knew what she's capable of.  
But it causes them to feel intimidated and insulted. She's unlike anything anyone's ever seen before.
This is the story of how they tried to break her...
And succeeded.
And took away what made her..her.
And now she waits looking from the floor in rage....waiting.  
Not a happy ending ;no. A twisted story;yes.
But they'd better watch out.
Because silent fury always makes the loudest noise.

Slowly , ever so slowly..she fell on a direction opposite of the stars. Running into an unseen abyss that only drowned out that fighting spirit. And so there she lay.
Lifeless.
Wanting nothing more but for a breath.
She was an unblemished soul that fought another's war. But it's just that what brought her here-- now staring lifelessly at the sky. Will anyone avenge her?
           No.
               Because..
                     ...Innocence must be taken...
                                              ... Never returned .