What the Eye Sees the Heart Cannot Forget
She wanders through her endless dreams
a frail waif, wide eyed and innocent
slow and pensive, searching, ever searching...
Her pale white gown flutters softly
as she floats within her ethereal
world of light and shadows.
She is guided by an angelic dove
serenely perched upon her thin hand
as she weaves through her self imposed
forest of fears and broken promises.
She is desperate to navigate out
of her childhood nightmares
to move past horrid abuses
to find relief in the pure light of day.
Ever wandering, her heart compels her
to move ever closer toward the light
to a place where all is well and bright
to a place where there will be no more night.
Written on 2/24/2017
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