Written Images.

      Alone she walk, on her own she stands. Society just doesn’t fully understand the reason things are planned. It’s the way she plans to rise to the top. In the end it’s her who can withstand all the pain.

      Let me break it down, chop it up slow. To understand an introvert in every way, you need to realize that behind closed doors is where she chooses to stay. Although she doesn’t choose to stay, it’s clear the way she feels to those who get to figure her out. People do try to comprehend her complex ways. The way she speaks, the way she screams. The way she laughs when she’s amused no matter how silly or un-cool.

      For a second he stops, turns and looks at her, as if maybe…just maybe he should say SOMETHING more. But he doesn’t, while she waits for ANYTHING, he gives her NOTHING. He walked out on her, pushing out with his free hand. Once they started, the words kept coming, almost to fast. Tumbling over her tongue. straight from her mind,  trickling all the way down until they reach her fingertips. it’s like magic, because now that she finally allowed her thoughts free, nothing and no one could stop them.

Her steps, their steps; his unheard steps.
Her thoughts, his thoughts; tangled in a not.
Her tips, her mind; this is her life.

The beautiful struggles, take it one at a time.