Her mind was once a stone wall,
always sitting on the edge of a cliff.
Inches away from falling,
like a needle before it hits the skin.
Her mind was always in a whir,
a deadly mix of emotions.
But with the winds gentle voice licking at her ears,
her thoughts calmed as if she were floating up on a cloud.
Receiving a welcoming hug from her invisible mother.
She was now sitting in a sunny meadow,
eating the summer harvest of the sweetest blackberries.
She was finally able to see the world for how it truly was,
beautiful
