The Storm

She gazed at the sky. The blackness seemed to stretch further than her mind would allow her to imagine. The occasional flash lit up the night sky and lingered on her mind. Lightening never ceased to amaze her, it provided her with a moment of hope in her dark world.

She let her thoughts wander. Moments incomplete.

Fragmented.

It opened up doors of pain she had tried to wash away. If only scrubbing at her pale and worn skin took away the pain she was scarred with inside. She tried to wish it away.

The sky flashed its brilliant white again as images momentarily came to her mind. Her mother. She in her mother's arms. Perhaps that was what she longed for, what she needed to fill the empty gap in her life. Human embrace. Love was not something she thought of often, afterall love and hate aren't compatible. She had believed she didn't need it to bring her through. After all, life was solitary wasn't it? We are born alone, we die alone. But why did she feel so empty now? Why did her own life feel like a storm, her heart like a black sky of nothing, with the ocassional flash of lightening to pierce into her already broken heart.

Maybe if she didn't try so hard to hide everything that was important to her she could make it. But that wasn't how she was taught to live. Life was personal, solitary, singular. Other people could not be trusted. Everyone she had once cared about had left her deserted...

cold...

and crying in her brokenness.

She didn't cry anymore, it just made her pain obvious to the poeple around her. It was much better to be a part of a masquerade. She went to the sky instead of people. It seemed to understand, and would send her a flash of lightening to give her a moment of hope.

She was frail.

Pain and hurt wasn't something that had hit her suddenly, it had taken a lifetime. Her lifetime. At first she had almost believed it was her friend, but it had lied to her just like everyone else. Blaming other people had once seemed the perfect way to alleviate pain, but now she could see it had just opened more windows and more reasons for her to hurt.

Hey, this is the first installment of a story... don't stress people, this is just something that came into my mind inspired by a story.