Frustrated, ashamed,
She's guilty of locking
Away aeons of pain.
She stands at the threshold,
A choice to be made,
Wither away quietly
Or come to life again.
Unleashed, untethered,
Spitting fire, endless rain,
Her silent scream echoing
Across her desert plains.
Now seen, now heard,
No longer locked away,
She meets her light with courage,
Ready to rise and shine again.