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by Jordana Mar 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She's forced out into the brutal world, with only headphones as comfort. the long and painful walk suddenly ends. sooner then she realized she wanted. she walks, and the birds flee. she dies, and the vulcans swarm her. piece by piece she falls apart. each step loses more and more. surrounded by what feels like leaves blowing in the wind. one leaf falls right next to her. she weeps, in knowledge of no return. the tears in her eyes are hidden behind her own insecurities. trusting that the only way to go is right and that its the only way left doors open around her as the light shines through. there is no turning back as she walks. walks once again on the path. the path to her future, her thoughts and her dreams. the path where she feels safe where the leaves do not fall the vulcans do not swarm the birds do not flee and the truth is told. yet, without the leaves... vulcans... and birds... would be the life she wants. the life she dreams to have. this is the path of her life. her life filled with dreams.