She fades like no one has seen before. She doesn't just drift away from the people but from reality itself. The only thing to keep her grounded is the one thing that destroys all else. so she sits there helplessly as she drowns.
She watches like a tide as she pulls away from the surface only to slowly drift back to the land. She is both the storm that is everything but nothing all in one body.
She scares herself more than anything else but no one will ever know. She is an oak tree standing strong. She can not waiver. She will not waiver.
She is the glue that holds all else together when it to starts cracking.
She is everyone's favorite storm. Her strength is unmatched. Her beauty is exquisite, Yet no one can see the turmoil inside. For she will not let them that close. She refuses to allow herself to get there. To let them get there.
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PoetryIt has been a while since I published anything on this. I've debated restarting it but knowing how many people this has reached I don't know if I could delete it and start fresh. So for now I hope you enjoy the new content I will be publishing here...
