Left all alone in an empty closet
With nothing but desire inside
The ability to open the door
But the desire within her to hide.
They pushed her down into a well once
They got tired of hearing her scream
Once she thought she was a rainbow
But all of that was just a dream.
Hindered her thoughts for a moment
Whispered everything she said was a lie
She thought maybe she’d be a writer
They said it is terrible, don’t even try.
Heard something tell her to let go
But the rope was her only comfort
Sliding in to save the day
Was one with this delicate shirt.
Ensnared in a reason for jealousy
Forced to resign from the relic she boasts
There is a simple reminder of a gentler time
When she could remember feeling the most.
Now shielded from that she gains clarity
With that, all freedom of thought prevails
She can push the boat out to all the seas
Open all the sails.
Death was her only recourse
It is what saved her, after all
One night she went climbing
And absolutely loved the fall.