She smiles
Yet it doesn’t reach her eyes
The depth of her pain
Kept locked away inside
She yearns to reach out
And express the whirlwind within
Yet her past torments her
Reminders crawling on her skin
Will she?
Won’t she?
Or will she close up and flee?
Past patterns repeating
Until one day she may choose differently
But the magic of opening up
She really can’t foresee.
Xo S