Away from the World

Away from the world, spinning around at the edge of the city, there she was. She stared out into the unknown, almost disappearing into the darkness after the sun gently kissed the horizon. Mysterious as the ground beneath and the stars above, that’s how she lived. She was wild and lived from the land. The air that she breathed in gave her the life that she needed and what was exhaled was said to be a gift straight from God. Her presence among others was like no other, almost arriving as yet a beautiful darkness. Something in her was pure yet spread the expression of past experience. She felt the stares but never acknowledged their existence. She knew no one and no one knew of her. They assumed she carried herself in the manner of a broken, torn apart departed soul, but no one was fully aware of the responsibility that she carried with her. Every day was something she never experienced, someplace she had never ever been before.

There was a certain tortured look in her eyes, in the deep pools of brown that shown a brave yet dying on the inside expression. Beyond that, her lost smile seemed to appear in the deepest moments possible. Sunny days rarely arrived on the edge of the city, but something inside drew her closer to the edge of darkness. The still scene embraced the world around and the clouds that once illuminated the sky have gone away.

I haven't written in awhile.. so here's a little something.