When she cried, the tears felt down and burried themselves deep within the Earth. She wanted to know that her pain has power, and she was so hurt that she wanted to share it with the world. Her solitude pushed her towards herself, and she was so alone until she wasn't anymore. Through the chaos of her mind, she always felt like she was made to understand, not to be understood, but this time was different, reality pushed her to grow in the most poetic and devastating way. The world didn't stop to listen to her, tho'... everything kept moving forward, while she was frozen in time. Even if the world is full of empty people, the fire in her soul touched Earth's spirit. And sometimes, towards dawn and near dusk, you could find each flower still weeping in her pain.
But here's the thing about a strong heart that loves, suffers and despairs yet has the courage to hope, believe and love again - it's not going to wait in the dark anymore, instead it's going to bring all the courage to turn and face the darkness and shine it's own light. And just like that her world stopped. 'Cause one voice is enough to make sleeping giants wake up, to make armies put their hands up, and watch whole nations stand up.
She always have lived in a constant terror of herself. Doubt had married her fear, and moved into her mind, where it built casteles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over her heart, bowing her will to its whispers until she was terrified to disobey, too terrrified to disagree. The fact that she is an eternally, devastatingly romantic didn't help either. She wanted to explain to everyone that romantic doesn't mean "sugary". It's dark and tormanted - the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can't attain. Ordinary was not in her nature. She was way too much for every sould she touched, and she tried to hide it off to the point she wasn't enough for others. By the end of the day, the world breaks everyone, and some are strong at the broken places.
She is on her own now; she learned how to deal with the world, and how she should handle herself. She came across a risk, a mystery and the most certain thing she'd ever known. Strangely, the flowers that were feeding from her pain, blossomed into turning her life around.
