Crumple
The ground hits her...

Strong
Standing tall...

Everyone says
No one should have to handle it alone...

I wear a deep purple line around my neck
As a permanent reminder...

They stare at her entranced
Her every movement caught...

With each new day
I blossom and forget...

Like a child
crouching in the depths of the musty cupboard...

You never know what is lurking in the depths of a...
deep pools conceal many dangers...

You unpeel my layers slowly
Each one revealing something new and unexpected...

The current runs between us
it is lost in the moment...