Ginny's p.o.v

My shadow is an opened window

into my weeping willow trees, my

sad eyes and widow soul. I hide

out in this enchanted meadow

of wide open spaces and mystical

imaginary places. I unlock the

heavens inside my mind by opening

my heart-shaped box, Pandora's box.

I am too lost within myself to confide

in those who love me the most. The

apple of my eye, my journal replaces

the intimacy that I used to share with

people. Everyday they ask for my opinions

and desire to know my thoughts, but I still

refuse to allow them all the way in out of

fear they may abuse the sensitive and

vulnerable side of me. All I see in my

beautiful dying world is gray skies and

yet I don't know how to pray to make

the rain and pain stop. Silent wordless

prayers, my tears erase the scars on my

heart in which have remain invisible to many

people.