Stillness Through the Storm
She sits outside in the dead silent, stillness of the night as she has so many nights before
There is always so many thoughts that run through her head, as she listens to the silence
No matter how much joy she seems to get from dreaming about her future
She just can't seem to escape the pain from her past
It always seems to be lurking underneath the surface, behind every happy moment
She often finds herself wanting to scream out her past as if she was writing her life story
Then maybe, just maybe she could begin the process of healing
Her heart just keeps getting heavier and heavier, with each bad memory and word
No matter how much time has gone by she still feels the hurt and sorrow
In this moment of silence she feels compelled to cry and grieve
She has done this many times before
For she knows this sadness will leave as soon as it has come
So with one last goodbye she closes her eyes and prays
Then waits for the storm to pass and fade away into the stillness of the night
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