SHE.WHISPERS

Out of her mouth she whispers words only for her to hear.

She whispers, soft at first

As the night chill enters her room

She grows louder

A semi-silent flight.

Sailing through time, bottled up

No longer able to hold back

It is her captivating smile

Bringing her might.

Never again will she be tied down

Drowning in gold and silver

Liquid to the touch

But so solid she can’t escape.

Her mind is her fortress

Asking for help from mothers before her

Carrying herself to freedom

Her life is her own to create.

J.F

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