"She couldn't remember how she got here" So caught up between finding a escap from all thease whispers that bombarding me thease voices That no one eles heard and inside Her felt not a connection to life her bonds and chords to everything she ever loved where taken lifted from the world thease voices stole and she was looking for safety a shelter. A place of finding comfort and warmth much needed. This hope she lost only walked by integrity that yummy on her skin the warmth she didint feel it haven once felt it she new it was not there any more thease voices stole it they where theafs no one would beleave her. All the acusiashons of what caused it where strong and every thing around stole from her that teddy she once held kept on a shelf all around her in this vine the bond it was gone no love for the teddy any more where did she go the real her now she feels within her all of her wholeness was not a fool in her life in her life it sucked dried the used to be. she wanted To find so she seeked she wanted love within her only meant to be a beloved wanted soneone to love her yet had no self love she was missing it she was missing every way of a normal person should be.no laughs no tears would fall they fell short yet weeks have been so rough so intense like dew on the grass that you see only because you stayed up all Night and wanted to watch the sun rise when the sun was setting she found her self A night before her life changed and she stole her own hearts of lofty crushed brittle bark wresting on a oak fine and stirdy the tree she leaned on because she had felt the loss of everyone but she didint have her own braches they where on the tree the baroness of going back home it was fall or fly she missed the taste of humor and art she had stole from her when she was trying to run from her own mind body and find help find health find love a friend that wouldn't judge or acuse her only weight of matter is she was only 80 pounds wait she was leaving every place she doesn't know how she ended up here voices they started one normal morning was not so normal it change her life and thease voices where good and evil and still the life of death was in between her half dead half alive she faced the oak tree as leafs orange and black she looked Yello in the skin but not jondis just the reflection of the sun.