All this time has passed but still those memories...
They come back screeching when they are least...

As the sunlight trickles in she sighs and moans
Rising, pushing back the soft white sheets...

I wear a deep purple line around my neck
As a permanent reminder...

Strong
Standing tall...

Everyone says
No one should have to handle it alone...

Crumple
The ground hits her...

They stare at her entranced
Her every movement caught...

Bite your tongue
Keep a lid on it...

Another trip to the land of corridors
New excuse at the ready...

I tuck myself in
And shut out the world...

The soft mystery that pours from the sky
Swirling downwards...

With each new day
I blossom and forget...