She went on a journey of self discovery,
Hiding herself from all those she knew,
Afraid of what she’d find
She left behind the only comfort of life.
To know herself was more complex than to know anyone else
She decided, as new emotions were brought forth
From below the surface, below the boiling blood.
All that once sounded good became evil,
All that was capable of assisting her, fled.
Alone, with only her wits to guide her,
She traveled a jungle of actions, a jungle of feelings,
The jungle of life,
The one that left her reeling
To make way for a change, the change of life itself
The one that had the capability of leading her right past hell.
Holding on to the cold, damp wall
Twisted with vines, mud, and dirt, she climbed
Higher, scaling, into the open, a brief blast of fresh air
A deep breath,
And her moment of clarity was gone.
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