A woman.
Beautiful and graceful as a shadow upon the graying shore.
Casts out her fears upon the waves of a raging sea.
Dragging her toes in the sand, she calls to the her furious companion.
Eager for escape from the shackles of her suffocating life.
"Friend or foe of the sea I'm begging you to hear my plea.
Grab my ankles and drag me away.
Hand me my life.
I beg of you, fierce stranger, please, take me away"
Joining her voice in the silence of the night, the thunder roars the rage of her heart.
Knocked to her knees by the force of her tears, her heart bursts as the tape is torn off.
Lightning flashes ignite the night, she covers her face and cowers in the darkness.
More than anything, she would like to hide forever in the darkness.
Night would come for her, but not just yet.
Open seas rage, fierce lightning flashes, thunder roars with rage,
and there a beautiful woman lays curled upon the beach washed away in her tears.
Piercing cold waves slice through her glowing white skin.
Quivers run down her silhouette as the biting wind whip each bare inch of her frame.
Remembering the days when all this was real, she takes a graceful step towards the black flowing void.
Steps - one, two, three - following the path she took once before.
Trapped is she, in this recurrent dream.
Unable to escape the vividness of this horrific nightmare.
Vivid as vivid can be, she wonders if she will ever be free.
Water pours from the sky, hiding from the world the rain that pours from her eyes.
X-raying eyes that examine her soul looking for the reason with a deathly toll.
Yearning to move on, she takes these steps for the last time.
Zealous pleas are fulfilled at last as she takes that last step out of the past.
