She was a restless soul,
Her mind would never quiet
It was that main voice in her ear
Whispering tales of sweet surrender.

But she decided to drown out that voice
So she swam to the bottom of the ocean
And let the voice sink to the murky depths
She dug a hole in the seabed
And buried him there,
Where he would no longer be drawing energy from her.

She looked around her,
With a silent mind
And for the first time
Saw the world without clouded eyes
Witnessing its beauty

- Anna Roy