Wednesday, April 5
balancing act
she stands on the hills, hands outstretched. the winds brush against her fragile body fiercely, screaming in her ear, telling her to let go. fly away, her mind whispers to her..
she looks out ahead, an endless plain of nothingness, darkness; unknown that is. she turns back, a winding road of pain, suffering and uncertainty.
she shuts her eyes and toss her body down; and allow the winds to carry her to the whatever the world it leads.
