she wakes
to darkness
every daymorning
indistinguishable
from nightall black
all darkcareful steps
narrow hall
feel along cracks
in the wallopen the door
it's locked
find the key
it's hiddenblind
can't see
but she has visiondreams
goals
reach for them
yearn for them
and for the stars
pluck them out
of the skytime to
float back down
to earth
and sleepwake up
it's over
darkness resumes------------------------------------------
watched 'the incredibles' yesterday and i forgot how much i love it
i have a lot of this written, so i'll update it once or twice a day ^_^
xx alina
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