- She was a dreamer who lived in
an insomniac world. Nothing came easy…
every time she tried to begin,
she would stumble and fall, but that
didn’t stop her. Although she thought
differently...her will could withstand anything
thrown in her way, just another challenge fought.
The past haunted her days, shadowing almost
every move…every single breath. Time
always promised to make things better,
but she knew better than to find
truth in those words. Truth lay somewhere
far from where she had ever let herself dream,
too heavy from all the weight she carried.
There was only one time she let herself lean…
letting her weight get the best of her, thinking
she could find a way to dream peacefully forever,
but even then she failed to succeed.
She lost the ability to hold her world together.
Indifferent to the world, numb to all
emotion, she lost hope in being set free.
The darkness surrounding so great; faith too small.
So she poured her pent up pain,
into artful master pieces.
She sketched abstract obscurities
that depicted her darkest of secrets.
She painted intangible thoughts and
feelings she longed to be fulfilled with through
majestic words that put anyone who dared
to read, in the footsteps of her soul. Broken and blue
she crafted old warn memories into the
picturesque landscapes of her wildest dreams. She
elegantly danced with the monsters under her bed and
gracefully with the skeletons in her closet… breaking free.