she’s been holding back
and now the storm will hit
with the power of lightning bringing
luminescence to her heart
she feels the overwhelming stun of revelation wash over her
and her surface cracks
her eyes open

tears escape her and the disquiet takes its place
what would she be without this?
she grasps onto illusions of ambition
and maybe her breath will once again
fill her lungs
perhaps her senses will come back
what if the storm was just temporary
will she ever trust herself again?

chemicals will run through her body
and maybe they’ll help her
for one day she may notice
that her heart was never stained
and her brain won’t lose its focus