and she finally put words to it.
the song
that broke her soul and never knew itself.
she could suddenly
articulate.

enunciate
the pain
so all
ideas
accumulate,

collection floating
in a bubble overhead
trying to suffocate,

but now she hears inside,
and
recognizes
this
is just the sound of lies

that lived so long
without
her
knowing it

she reaches deep into the
sky
and grasps the needle of Your
honesty
and Fragments,
fall
from clouds
quite frantically.

And now the bough
is broken,
cradles gone

and darkness
can no longer
carry on.