Ether

Black elegance

Fatima's Vision

Foundation

A heavy weight upon her head,  
The future looms, uncertain and unknown,  
And with each step, her fear has grown.  
The world around her seems to shift,  
A constant struggle, a constant rift,  
Her thoughts swirl in a tumultuous storm,  
As she tries to find a sense of calm.  
But still, the dread persists and lingers,  
A shadow that grows and never withers,  
And though she tries to shake it off,  
Its grip is strong, it won't be lost.  
So she lays with a heavy heart,  
Hoping that one day she'll find a start,  
A way to shed the weight of her fears,  
And let go of the dread that has lasted years