Monday, July 8, 2013

Girl

She shook,
Afraid to be simply a supporting soul
In someone else's story,
So she simply breathed.
Out
And in.
Out
And in.
And started again, constructing her citadel.

Her walls were monolithic against the sky,
Even birds soared below their spires.
The walls kept the winter winds away
And gave shade from the summer heat.
But most importantly, it kept the city at bay.

The city was a surge from a sea of people;
A million ants swarming in the colony
All moving as an indomitable glacier.
She was right to build herself into a fortress.

She is safe behind the walls
And that's all that matters.
No shadows were left,
She shone into all the corners of her kingdom,
Sweeping away the encroaching darkness.

She is finally free to be who she needs.


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