Distant. Broken. Crumbled. Her heart was in crumbles, slowly falling apart into pieces. Her path ahead felt dark. She appears to have no hope, gazing towards the distance. Hollow, her mind remained. She blatantly walked on forwards, seeking for answers. Her thoughts were empty; her mind was blank.

The dents and holes in her path led herself to believe that there was possibly no hope. She couldn’t get what she wanted. But oh how badly did she want to get there. She wanted to defy the odds and appear there, whether unscathed or not. Refusing to turn around, she wished to go towards the darkness.

She couldn’t help it. It was an enchanting darkness. The cracks fit perfectly into the sidewalks and the rocks complimented the magnificent silver colors of the world. The blackness had a hint of blue and purple. It was not total darkness; it was an enchanting darkness filled with wonders.

No one could compete against this beauty. No one could stop her. Nothing could stop her. With many attempts but to no avail, no one could prevent her. No one could restrict her. Not even chains could stop her persistence. Despondent, she continued. She fought and climbed her way but each time as she took a step forward, someone made her take a step backwards.

Her heart ached over and over again. She couldn’t stop. She couldn’t take a break. She couldn’t even stop to breathe. It was useless to anyone watching; no one encouraged her. Yet she still continued. Whether or not she would break her bones, her eyes gazed forward, never looking back.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner.