She..

Compassion burns in her eternally enflamed world
She has grown cold and dark in her undertones
She breathes friendliness though her heart.
For everything she has seen has wronged her innocent world
Pulled the security rug from under her feet

During her most shattering moments
The tears were dry for none would form
Her numbness took over
She wanted to let go of the world that captivated her soul
So she danced the pagan dance
To the beats of the drumming of her heart
The breaths blowing her
Trying to knock away her steadiness
Yet she stood strong
Stood proud
She was in control now
No one else mattered
Everything fadesaway
the colors
S w i r l s
Haunting laughter cries
The smell of happiness
The breath of freedom
Breaking the chains of intoxication
She begins to l i v e......