Soothing lavender sky, I take my first breath to a life that has nothing to offer or anything that clings close. 

The simple steps of my feet make a sound on the hard floor.

Listinging to every step, I come to a conclusion.

The noise is reckless as my idled thoughts that brings me to each step to my doom.

Reciting the truth is plainly insanity...I hear  voices, telling me otherwise.

Jokingly, I laugh and drink some red wine to celebrate my misery.

Slowly, peeling away at the truth, I find only speculations of circumstantial guilt.

Not inspired, but yet I want to hide and retire my loss and pretend nothing is amiss.

The days are boring as always.  My idled thoughts are stagnant and confusing.  It is like a distant siren always wondering where it is coming from.

The madness builds relatively, as I guard my feelings close.

Tired of playing the norm, I settle inside the rejections of the day.

 Seeking peace, I lay down on a soft bed.  Easing to sleep, I observe my lavender sky.  Sleeping inside my lavender haven, my search for peace is deep in a cloudy basin.

The silence disturbs me, it taunts me.  But I don't care, the sleeping realm has secrets for me to snare.

The waking world stirs around as I find myself to surf abound.

The sun sparkles bright as the moon beams above the sky slight.

I soak up the warmth as the beam shadows a form.

Defiance and reluctance are originally borne.

Time, slowly travels in the midst of the blowing wind. 

A child at heart the young woman has demons that are tearing her apart.

Love is a curse as her pick of suitors begin from lame to worse.

One fateful night the tired spirit akin to a drained pipe is filled with rain water to wash away her plight.

An angel of hope shines a light in a darkned path, she rebels instead to a non worthy wrath.