here's a new poem...

she falls from the sky
in hopes of darkness
the tears in her eye
will never know

why she's secluded
amicable to the wood
the fear will never fade
gentle like it should

mellow surrounds her
will she ever find
barefoot and happy
a shallow state of mind

her presence isn't the way
it's projected in her soul
there are two different sides
and will it rain at all?