Dim

She ripped down each
Image with her fingertips
Dismembering her memories
In split seconds
No longer held to the past
With band aids and scars
Her imagination allows her to travel
Light years away
Stuck Between possibility and thought.
No longer having photos as reminders to move forward
She has destroyed her motivation
Not yet realizing
It is within her.
One day I pray she awakes
from darkness-Slowly.
Willing to consider
the light she needs
Won't ever dim
Inside.
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