Depression

Splinters of rock and ice and bone. Buried her head and her hurts in the phone. Listening and listing and falling and fallen. Galaxies spin and the stars, they are callin’.
One mind. Single soul. Beauty found in its whole. See the good people callin’ her feeble. Watch as the shadows steal her away.

Feel her emotions and her thoughts as they’re toyed. See who brings stars and who brings the void.