Emotional Outbreak

A frustration that can cannot be abated, Knives flashing in the blindingly brilliant Sunshine. Blood drops spattered across the delicate petals of white roses clutched in a child's small fist. horror lances through her body it reacts before her mind does, all the years of self control suddenly break away, a woman sits only in a peaceful garden, not at peace, but thoughts whirling like a deep malovolent tornado, as she thinks about the lonely years, of that little girl that lurks beneath the surface wanting ,needing, and waiting for a god to be able to reunite her with now, her mother, sister, and older loving overprotective brother.