I Love to Write

She was once trapped in a miserably lonely pithole where there was no end to the twilight.
Almost giving into the slumber from which there was no awakening, somehow she broke free from the shackles that held her down.
With the last of her strength, she took the step that will forever be imprinted inside thinking it could be her last- The boldest of all.
And there she stood, finally seeing what once was just an image in hear head she never really believed could exist.