She feels the weight of those around her all the time. Shes learned to carry it well across her back while thanking the world for making her even stronger.
Her eyes have secrets hidden behind them that her lips will never whisper.
Her hair holds an ancestral bond so sacred it could never be severed.
Her bones refuse to relent, for they know that through every storm there is a calm to be found too.
She grits her teeth and digs in her claws with blood at the mouth like the sweet poison of truth.
She screams with the entirety of her being, yet remains as still as winter air.
Tears run down her face like an ever flowing river of time so she adapted to holding herself when no one else was there.
In solitude she finds her inner peace
In darkness she’s found the light.