Deep and Meaningful

 

Identity

 

As she walked into the night,

the darkness engulfed her body,

the wind tousled her hair,

and she shuddered in the breeze.

 

Her mind wandered into the night,

like a dog on a leash,

she let it run between the trees,

and shatter the silence with it's bark.

 

How long had she been gone?

She couldn't remember anything,

her identity had become a mystery,

to everyone and herself.

 

As her bare feet broke twigs,

and the soil churned up,

she found a clearing in the trees,

and sat, with head on knees.

 

As she slept, her memories,

returned. Her head lifted,

and she found herself in her room,

with her identity bought back.

 

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