The Journey Inward

Her head was filled,
Filled with dreams and destiny,
Fantasies and friction.
It danced with love and liability,
Guilt and giddiness.
She closed her eyes,
And let go,
Catching and releasing the thoughts,
As they came.
It was as if her mind was bursting,
Blooming into life,
With all the creativity and chaos,
The dalliances and delights,
That once she had suppressed,
And now intentionally released.
She was free,
At last.