Water falls through the cracks of her rough life
Waves of leaves dancing in the dry air as she wanders hopelessly
Lost in a blackened forest where life cant be sustained, hardened soil lusting for rain while withering away
The beauty of a rose garden now a faded memory among broken glass
Grey clouds hover above, never parting way to the sun's beauty, sentencing a soul to infinite sadness
Direction misplaced somewhere along the way, disoriented to normalcy where her mind once was
Fading into the background almost ceasing to exsist, but somehow fitting in perfectly