Mystic voices in the mind,
ripping the whole body.
Flames rise up high in the fireplace;
with each drop of emotional rise.
Trickling sweat beads on the cheek.
Ricochets the inner trembling void.
Hearth cools down,
illuminated coal remains.
The wind blows the ashes around.
Engulfing clouds she gazes from her window.
She feels a moist touch,
streaming down her cheeks,
blazing pain full of bitterness.
It had dug down deep in her,
placing itself in the heart.
Scratching her soul to infinitesimal.
The dark clouds scatter away,the lupine looks above into the zenith.Zephyr drives the silently lieing leaves on the ground.The white moon glows and a howl is heard.She runs out of the backyard.Soft,moist soil touching the milky,white,porous skin.Like a china doll,she glazes shattering into the air majestically.Creating a wonderful hue such that of a rainbow.Her soul escapes,she stares blankly.It escapes in the infinity,she is left with nothing now.....