Fire closing in A tear dropped shadow of life

Breaking through a layer of Ice welded in one’s heart. Wondering if solitude was her desire;

She lay there, starring into a depth of an extreme Vast clear blue sky, with her soul pleading, shredding, ever so slightly, her thoughts into pieces of dust, brushed with the fallen leaves of a broken petal from a red rose.

With the stars above, she believed that she was most graceful as one with herself, falling to her desire to be loved to be great; yet she felt more real with herself, seeping through life as though being her own was the only way to get through life without pain of regret.