She searches for comfort where she cannot find it.
She looks for solitude among the lost and stranded,
Losing herself in echoing emptiness,
Succumbing to it with meek readiness
She searches for goodness among depravity.
She looks for kindness in the realm of cruelty.
Masking insecurities as bold impertinence
Offering no glimpse of her true essence.
She promises to stay where no soul exists.
She vows to abandon what she cannot resist.
She trusts her secrets to the murky skies
And writes her poems in perfect rhymes.
She dances to the sound of the falling rain
As it drums beats against the window pane.
Entranced by the euphony of the raindrops,
She does not realize when time stops.
Copyright: Nara Hodge 2017