She sits, a lonely soul apart,
Away from mindless faces.
Dreaming of celestial dreams,
Of far away and magical places.

Her white hair tangled in the stars.
Her heart is filled with love.
Playing with the constellations,
of the universe high above.

Who can she really talk to?
when there's no one there to share,
except for the million nebulas...
who only seem to care.

Although in her own solitude.
her mind begins to sway;
of one day another lonely soul,
to take her heart away.

A nightmare visited one day
To test my strength I do believe.
He hunted me till he was pleased,
And left me there without reprieve.

He tortured me with hurtful words,
That no one should ever hear of.
He made me do horrendous acts,
Some I'm too ashamed to speak of.

I got away from him I though,
When I found a place of healing;
This haven gave my courage back
And picked me up from kneeling

Although upon returning home;
The nightmare was there waiting.
To torment me again once more
And hope to see me failing.

I got the courage to stand up
And fight him to the core;
As angels joined me in the fight
And help me win this war.

The nightmare vanished in thin air
As failure was his fate.
I'm Hoping he will not return,
For I miss my soul mate.

A doll was tattered and worn
Made with white porcelain
And tangled white hair;
worn out from despair.

Sitting in a graveyard,
Nowhere else to go.
Leaning against a tombstone.
A place she cannot leave alone.

And the snow begins to fall
On her tattered silken dress
Thinking of what she once had
A soul like her that she called "dad"

Nothing to be heard for miles,
The silence is almost dreary.
The only sound you hear is snow
Not even from the ground below.

A small knock she hopped for
A small sign of presence.
But the heavy snow fills the space,
Until it covered the dolls white face.

The forceful wind began to blow
the piercing cold hurts her so
An icicle falls from her eyes of blue,
This was the moment she finally knew.

She realized he couldn’t speak
That dreaded disease had made him weak.
All is white without a trace.
She closed her eyes for one last time
As she felt his warm embrace.

She appears distant
And she might seam cold
But deep inside her
A heart made of gold.

Always the shy one
The distant and gloom.
She spends all her time
Alone in her room.

Solitude is sweet,
When paired with an art.
On paper appears,
What comes from her heart.

I lost a part of me today
A best friend I thought would stay.

At my worst moment in time,
They just vanished without a sign.

Left without a word to say,
As I lay there with my soul astray.

And with no one else to turn,
I felt their presence slowly burn.

Although my best friend is now gone,
I must find strength to carry on.

For if they where a true best friend,
They would be there till the end.