She came into this life with an explosion.
Not privy to conventional methods,
she ripped a hole in mother,
and tore her world apart.

Although, she nearly withered
in her initial entrapment,
she made up for it
in the way, she approached life.

She devoured every nano-second of life.
Grass certainly didn't grow beneath her feet.
She marveled in awe, at every sensation the world had to offer.
And still, she constantly craved more.

If opportunity didn't knock,
she knocked that door down.
And, took off on a grand adventure.
She didn't allow anything to stand in the way of what she wanted, and she took it with passion.

She was devoted to experiencing new
phenomena.
Yet, she led her life while clinging,
to the veil.
Impatient was her middle name,
and, took off Mach 1 with her hair on fire.

Yet, grief was her partner for life.
Her wondrous days, diminished,
She was apathetic to any fulfilling emotions.
And, hard-bound to the feeling of grief.

She self-medicated, as is often done,
in a desperate search of comfort.
She tried to traverse the endless road
back to joy and satisfaction.
But, it was an arduous and fruitless journey.

The years she spent on her roller coaster rides, racked her body, and weakened her will.
Trapped in her turbulent existence,
she gave up on pursuing new adventures.

She withered before our eyes.
Our hands tied after endlessly
unsuccessful interventions.
Tough love only worked for a time.

And so, her last days spent on this sphere, were bitter and unbearable.
Her only solace was an induced haze.
She checked out one too many times
to protect her.

So the inevitable transpired.
She gave up the ghost and resigned.
She slammed the door on life, and
locked it behind her.

d. nelson 11/03/2020
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