Journey
She let herself wander,
Through the meadow of lifeā¦
Picking roses of fortune,
That made her feel aliveā¦
As she held them close,
Devouring their scent,
Their soft pink petals brushing against her chinā¦
Thin lines of red caressed her shin,
As thorns of misery pierced through her skinā¦
Meandering through the maze of pent up emotions,
She came across a lake shone blue as the oceanā¦
Gazing into the depths of her glassy reflection,
She lost herself in timeless perceptionā¦
As she swam deeper into the recesses of her mind,
Unafraid of the horrors that she might findā¦
Her feet hit the ground making her gasp with wonder,
Her consciousness shaken by a loud rattle of thunder,
In a soft voice she whispered: āI surrenderā
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