Therapeutic musings mixed with humorous ramblings and sometimes spiritual notations of life as I know it in written form. A diary of my heart inspired by life.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
On the Wings of the Night
She sat in the silence with her memories wrapped around her like a blanket. The day had passed with the sadness crouching in the corner of her mind. She had managed to keep it at bay for most of the day, but it reappeared on the wings of night and slowly began to swallow her. Fatigued from pushing it back, she finally surrendered allowing it to consume her, take her in, take her back, back, back. When it was finished with her, had it's way with her, it would retreat back to it's corner and tomorrow the process would begin again.