Soulful Soars

Graceful in her weaknesses, she wrote along the chapters,

 wilting away, the painful memories of an erie silence on her mind.

A second’s worth of  hope, was her silver lined heartbeat.

At war with pain, they mistook her misery for an emotional jailbird.

But I loved her enough to let her free. 

A healing force of nature, she was me, and I was for her.