by Melissa Sparks

Created on: October 07, 2009   Last Updated: October 12, 2009

A once bleeding heart communicating a silent cry of inner sadness with screeching pain of desire to be loved intensely is overwhelming. The remembrance, once filled naturally within her soul, aching deeply for that feeling to respond with desire for passion not yet revealed, becomes an intense reach far beyond her grasp into a dimension of question. Forgetting what it is like to be loved, desired, and cared for, loneliness screaming in every corner of her being tempting the flesh to swirl around in despair. An inner cry embedded so deep beyond the reality of what should transpire between a man and woman. No where to turn from entangled feelings of caged and repressed expressions. Challenging being whole when one half remains lost in the emotions of anger and hurt. Feeling the freedom near enough to touch is invisible as the intensity transforms tears that bring her to her knees. Lost beneath the frozen pond to die in spite of the warmth not so far from her reach binds a universe not yet understood. Fire building deep within needs to explode into a cluster of healthy emotions to be laid upon the one we love. Only with no acceptance of this love she finds herself disassociated with what she believes to be one with. Fall upon the emptiness that lingers to a foreign place not yet discovered. Temptations rise quickly beyond her control elevating to destruction of herself. Society as she knows it today creates a new breed of reality.

Driving down a blackened asphalt winding road to an exciting twist of fate with no regards to what waits in the darkness of realities finest. Misting rain appears sporadic as the clouds crack with booming anger . The winds raging restlessly in the face of danger. The road seemed long. The wind whistled through the window. It was a long, tiring drive to her new life. Brielle's taste in music left much to be desired at times in her younger years. The radio pounding the car till it vibrated with a vengeance coupled in her mind. Brielle Teagan, a petite freckled face woman aged with inner beauty. She grew up in a world of deceit and destruction. In her mind she was hopefully going to prevail. Reminiscing about all the mistakes she made. How did she lose her faith? Where was the fire raging inside? She has no ideal what she is up against. She just knows she feels a sense of freedom. Long awaited calmness that was long overdue. Emptiness filled her soul. She could not bare to be alone and alone she was. Reaching for her cell phone sitting

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