Ainsley's Journal To The World

Scene Change

I have decided to throw a little poetry in here. Take what you will form it. It has a different meaning to each individual.

Rain thumps on the roof with a steady rhythm
I slowly emerge through the doorway of my home
Feeling of peace and freedom surge through my weak and tired body
Every feeling I have felt I have shoved under my ebony cloak
Now I can set them free
Rain droplets fall and catch on my eyelashes
I look up into the night sky and see freedom, I see acceptance and love
Nothing can hold me back
I untie my ebony cloak and a rush of emotion floods over me
Everything I have hidden from the world can finally be free
Until another day dawns