Drowning out the noises of the world
but mostly those in her own mind.
She wanders, seemingly closed off
from the world, the pain, the questions.
In her bubble she is safe, free
from the clutching demons so desperate
to drag her down.
In her silent escape she comes upon
a field of wildflowers.
They are everything she is not-joyful, vibrant, fearless.
And in that moment she knows what she must do.
So she lies down among the brilliant, swaying petals
and lets them envelop her with their beautiful hues.
She is no longer herself, but returned to the earth once more.
No pain, no noise, no fear.
Just peaceful silence.