Sitting in the corner by herself, holding back her words and tears. Her thoughts are her best friends and the worst of her fears.

Squeezes her eyes shut though she owns the prettiest eyes. Her refuge lies behind her lids, therein the darkness she hides.

It’s dark, mere blackness, quite scary inside, but she holds on to these daunting thoughts since they’re sole in her mind

They’re there with her all the time, what dominates is against her will. They take her to a pretty heaven, sometimes a frightening hell.

They keep pulling her down, like gravity on a hopeless drop, careless where to land, fearful to never stop

She doesn’t think of what comes next, for she always lives in her past, swimming in the seas of old memories, drowning deep in flashbacks

As she dives deeper within her space, between childhood fantasies and future aims, she catches a glimpse of a fading dream, an image of herself in a better place, in the middle of achievements and great success, on top of the mountain of ultimate bliss

There is the place she once longed to be, that is the person she wants everyone to see, then she realizes that this dream could still come true, if she gets herself out of that dying sea

She knows now she shouldn’t stay still, there’s a place in this world for her to fill, and with that single thought and powerful will, she swims back to reality with a renewed thrill

And later on, she lits up a candle in that corner, where she used to sit cry.