Acceptance

Seeing her on the tower.
Quite a sad thing, with
tears streaking her cheeks and lips quivering.
She was an angel about to take flight.

No one would try to stop her.
Knowing what she has been through.
So she puts blood soaked feet on the ledge.
Opens bruised arms and
a heart to the horizon.

Longing for the taste of pure freedom.
Wishing for a better way.
Her hollow, gray eyes,
now come to life.

She rises to her toes, and
leans forward to embrace the world.
Gliding towards the water,
a smile starting to spread across her face.

Hitting the water with a splash,
feeling it sways like the breeze,
shedding the old, abused skin,
surfacing a new person,
she takes a breath.