She sat

wrapped up

within

a 

tiny world

that existed

only 

within 

the confines of 

her own 

imagination.

The nights were long

and lonesome.

Dark

and filled with 

terrors

that haunted her dreams.

She sat

wrapped up

within 

a 

tiny world-

a fragile little thing

-

my God though, 

a beautiful little thing. 

-

Her dark hair framing her 

fair face.

Her eyes as clear as 

the sky itself.

Her bony shoulders

protruding through her

emerald green dress.  

-

She sat 

wrapped up 

within her dreams

that held her closely

as the darkness closed in

as night approached 

menacingly.

The only things to comfort her

as the world spun on 

uncontrollably.

-

Her mind 

filled with endless possibilities

-both beautiful

and gruesome.

She was not someone that 

everyone could love.

Her mind continuously racing 

toward the next dream

-or nightmare.

-

She sat

wrapped within

the confines

of 

herself.