She gathers her dark, heavy tresses,
Into a firm knot at the nape of her slender neck,
Taut with tension, there’s seems no release.
She swallows once, sucks her breath in,
And takes a determined step, away from her shadow life,
Her fixed gaze, looks beyond the horizon.
With a renewed vow, she let's her hair escape, and
Cascade all the way down her spine,
Proclaiming her resolve to escape a dull peripheral existence.
