Reach for the Morning
In darkened corner hopeless dreams may dwell,
The sun falls not on her pale, pallid skin,
Despair, so bitter, tears her from within;
The bruises on her face will not dispel.
She dares not rise, her tale she cannot tell
The world where blemished blood is known as sin,
She fears the heavy hand of closest kin,
Dares not break free to cast her saving spell.
The passing horse each morning in the sun
Brings beams of light; an atom out of reach,
She leans with all her strength; the beams collide,
And all at once her life, in freedom - runs,
Exploding into sunlight bringing speech,
She greets the world; encounters love outside.
Reach for the Morning by crazy_purple_hp_freak
Chapter Notes: Thank you to GaryF for betaing, to Sly Severus and Gmariam for their suggestions! :)