yearning for...
searching for...
the elusive acuity of knowledge.
her unrelenting refuge.
Dividing herself,
absorbing that lyrical bliss,
exhausting portions of her mind,
tormenting, agonizing the souls heart.
Adrift in the abyss of intrinsical possession,
she treads delicately on waves of discontent.
eyes stormy, spirit oppressed...
It appears...
What she brokenly desires...
The static rainbow of years lost,
dreams shattered, hopeless tragedies...
within grasp... the future.
A chance.
To abolish all reprehensible exploits,
satiate her denuded life.
Just one more touch...
breaking free...
to become...
A butterfly.