Boundless

Let her sleep on the flower beds
Among the cans of dread
Let her walk along the street
Of both living and dead

She is living what she longs for
With her lips curled in a smile
Indifferent to every noise
She walks on every mile

The dark for her is power
For in it she shines her light
She finds hope in her detriments
For with it, she learns to fight

Let her do what her heart desires
Go ahead; flash your spiteful grins
For she will be what she is,
And not her "could've been's"…