Her mind was a runaway, but her body never seemed to catch up.
Her dreams were forever beyond herself, she felt trapped within her own reality. Her desires seemed unreachable, she hoped that her mundane world would cease feeling mediocre or that someone would come and interupt. The heart is quite a weapon that would often cause her to disrupt. Falling into the pieces that her mind feared picking up. She would look at herself with confusion, her mind constantly asking "why?". "Is there something wrong with me? Can someone please reply?" When her mind started screaming, He sat down before her laying His hands in hers. In that instant the noise subsided. His silence spoke louder than any word ever could. She realized in that moment that her mind was not a runaway. It just simply understood that she was made for greater. It was running to the places that her reality soon would. In that instant her heart's cry became: "May You forever lay Your hands in mine to refocus my vision in the chaos. That the silence create a constant, where my heart is at rest and my mind not demand understanding."
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