3. Thalassa

The raging current inside her refused to be tamed by anyone other than an equal. The white sprays of water that came off the tops of her waves found their outlet out of her eyes. Those that saw them were scared away, afraid of the corrosion that almost always followed. The only one she had met that could weather her storm was destined to be destroyed by her. As stoic and solid as a mighty cliff face, he was there to let her crash into him time and time again. His only punishment was that he would ever so slowly fall apart, until one day when she calmed down and he was nothing but an empty shell of his former self. They both knew this, and yet they couldn’t do anything to stop it.  

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Why am I such a lover girl? Why do I have so much love to give, but no one to accept it? I serve my heart on a silver platter with my feelings as a garnish, only for it to be returned to the kitchen untouched. The chef stares at the returned, cooled and deflated cor, only to agree with the customer that it is not good enough to consume. How many more times can I carve my heart out of my chest before I have no more blood left to restart it when it eventually returns unchosen? I don’t have much left to give.  

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The calls of the birds. The songs of nature pull me from slumber, stealing me away from your warm embrace. The cricks and cracks of mother nature remind me that we are all on one journey that will end just as cruelly as it began. As much as I am afraid of man, the birds and faeries of the forest are afraid of me. It feels like home, however, being in the wild wonderland. The primal feeling of being free calls to me within my life as a slave to the expectations of the bricks and mortar jail. The wind rushing through my hair, the dirt underneath my toes, the bark of the trees beneath my fingertips. I feel my blood calling to those who have come before, and to those that could teach me many things about the way of life. A fire not just to keep me warm, but also to see it for what it truly is, a force of nature. So destructive but yet so beautiful at the same time. Like Alice in Wonderland but I’m Alice and the Wonderland is the Australian outback.