she stopped dreaming.
her smile no longer shined, her spark fleeting.
the inevitable fall comes with maximum force.
she’s been standing tall withstanding it all.
Her energy weakens, her body trapped, her soul in chains.
Her heart in pain.
And through the glass she sees her freedom.
“That’s what it feels like” she says.
“That’s what it’s like to dream.”
Her eyes sparkle.
strength is back
she screams, she roars
these chains are not what they seem.
she clutches her fist, she smirks.
the chains are destroyed.
The weight is no longer there.