Girl with a void Nothing to gain, all to lose

I seek silence, the stillness of water, objects in rows and the day I’m caught up.

Pain arrived, urgent, deep in bone.

Strident is my soul Siamese twin of tamed curls

The hardest thing I’ve had to do is consider abandoning you.

Someday, I wish to tell you about my days and my dreams. Of my nights and my nightmares.