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.
