Her mouth, filled with haunting whispers of her past
Listening closely as she speaks, filled in each space, a slit of pain trembling off her lips
Sorrow edging off her fingertips, leaving traces
Grasping onto anything familiar
Something she can lose
She knows what it’s like to have lost a soul
But what she doesn’t know is how the past has stolen hers
A Flicker of light
Space, as infinite as her secrets
