Kara Troglin

you see her and think oh how well put together she is. so strong, independent, steadfast. but as soon as those doors close it is almost as if the world is shattered and the razors edge looks so much better than a life on its bitter brink of insanity and tears. her legs are long, her hair is braided, and the whole world widens its mouth to welcome her in. but how cruel it can be. even her father does not know her secrets and talents. he will tear her down and widen her soul until it is swallowed by sadness. he does not know her. not one bit. he has never read her words or sewn her thoughts together. he has never once pondered on her beauty or gathered it together for safekeeping.