The girl writes with practiced diligence
"Maybe if I explain it better...?"
"Will he listen this time?"
Another note slides under the door
Silence

Sitting on my bed, drowning in my mind,
Thoughts run deep like oceans, wider than the skies behind.
I think about the things that broke me, the ones that made me bleed,
The battles fought inside my chest, the silent, aching need.

I think about the universe, the storms that shaped my way,
The moments that have built this me, who I am today.
I think of fate and wisdom, the lessons carved in pain,
The meaning hiding quietly behind each drop of rain.

I’m drowning in my little world, my chaos, loud and near,
The voices in my head now roar, louder than a lion’s fear.
I think, and think, and think again, with nowhere else to hide,
No ending point, no final stop, just oceans deep inside.