Beauty, grace, elegance are some of the words that defined her
She was the light of the moon that brightened many,
She was the warmth of the sun that put in them compassion,
She was the shore of the sea that made them reach attainment
But… they were the ones who saw desolation in her,
They saw no light, no warmth, no fulfilment, all they saw was the objectified persona
The objectification that lead her to the loss of her own self and her identity altogether
She tried, she did, over and over again
She trusted and relied upon them, eventually landing into the pit of their sins and turning herself into the clouds that gives no light but darkness
Now she is the fire that only wants to burn
And the storm that wants them to be lost in its turbulence for the state of the mind that she wants to attain