The Burning Parchment of Pain

I understand her Her emotions seem to flow through me Giving me the ability, To paint a picture of her pain in my mind I wish I could burn the parchment and leave remnants of ashes behind And though she feels her personal journey is not mine I will continue to parallel her stride for stride Never leave her side The beast will never devour or divide Never hide Head held high Entering boldly into the next sunrise And now how alive are her eyes She removed her mask and tossed her disguise blown away all the ashes her beauty survives