The wind whispers in my ears.
Words of sorrow and loss.
I hide beneath the folds of my dress.
I seek a peace that will forever elude me.
The wind creeps up my back.
I fall and scream.
The wind overpowers me.
I am weak in it's arms.
It takes me as it's own.
I cry for help. But no one saves me.
~K.W.
