freedom...

She woke up different.

Done with trying to find out who was with her and who was against her  or walking down the middle
because they didn't have the guts to pick a side.

She was done with everything that didn't bring her peace.

She realized that opinions where a dime a dozen, validation was for parking and loyalty wasn't a word but a lifestyle.

It was then that her life changed.

And not because of a man, or a job,
but because she realized that life is way too short to leave the key
to your happiness in someone else's pocket...

-unknown-

Closing in...

When she was little it was just a greyish haze not too oppressive and she could shake it away.
She was young and strong then.

Later it became more like a fog that would roll in from time to time but there was a part of it that was always there hovering just above her.

Now it hung over her like a thick black cloud day by day getting bigger and closer and thicker and darker.

It had become a part of her.

She couldn't escape it no matter how far she went or how fast she ran or how old she got.

And one day it would envelop her and she would be gone forever.

And maybe that was okay.