To be alive
The moon never shone so dark as it did that night. Eclipses put to rest and shadows tracing the outline of the depth passed the skies limit. Anger never shone so bright as it did in that instant. Pulsating through beams of light as if streaming angelically, madly. There were no words for the way felt that night. Inexplicit feelings churned in the pit of her stomach as she dreamed of grey skies. She wasn’t afraid to leave- it had always been an option. But awakening the monster inside of her, unleashing the possibilities took time. Time that elapsed from days to months, and later than sooner she felt the rift in heart and head. The ground beneath her feet, so sturdy so tangible. This was something she could never attain from the winding days she had put to rest. She wanted to love those days with every ounce of her withered bones, but it was never in the books.
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