Amelia

The girl sat down at the windowsill, staring out into into the openspace as the rain droplets fell like angels tears before her very eyes. Gathering her thoughts, she pulled out a pad and began to write...

As I sit here writing from day to day

The illusions of reality fade away...

The suspicious are left to feel..

And the depression is unreal...

No more lies of unearthly trials,

No more desires or perverse reprivals...

Yet still unknown amongst all these things,

Is where my sanity remains...

Putting down the pad she continued to stare out into the blank space in the sky that had yet to be covered by the storm clouds. Life was an eternal disapointment lately.