Forward Forever

She sits in silence, at the end of her bed
Fist clenched tight and angel wings ‘round her head
Trapped inside her mind she screams, but utters no sound
She feels alone, afraid, lost not to be found

No longer willing to stay silent,
she searches frantic for the thing
That can set her free, open her eyes,
and unfurl her marvelous wings

Suddenly she finds it, her solace, her escape
The brush in her hands takes her to another time, another space
When her eyes are clear, and the universe shines
The colors, the words, and feeling alive
With a twist and a turn the stroke brings to the scene
The truth behind the struggle of being

From youth to the present she fights and she wins
Never needing or praying to confess all her sins
Cause she knows that the cuts make beautiful scars
Like every atom in her body came from exploding stars

Now her universe spins with elegant splendor
Message in a bottle which tells much of the sender
So well versed in glory, in excess, in fate
She gives to the world something all can relate

Suddenly she finds it, her solace, her escape
The brush in her hands takes her to another time, another space
When her eyes are clear, and the universe shines
The colors, the words, and feeling alive
With a twist and a turn the stroke brings to the scene
The truth behind the struggle of being

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