Sleepless nights take over the simple mind of a young one...
Her eyes are cold stricken and unable to close;
They just gloss over as tainted glass...
She has loss the life at the cost of others,
Why must she leave? No questions asked, just…nothing…
There is always going to be silence within this young girls mind;
She can never be awakened,
She doesn’t wish to be awaken -
Just silence would give her all the happiness she craves for;
Quietly...
She does not need;
Eyes
Spoken words
or
Silent thoughts,
She just needs herself...
Abiding by loves growing normality,
And concluding with its bittersweet intoxicating cloudiness...
She craves the unity of life -
But,
Unjustified heartache wounds all willingly...
The winds of changing presence intrances the entrance of lovely moments,
But neither is fundamental to the well being of this child of mercy...
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