Talent

She had nothing left

Not a speck of light

Too withered to dream

Too hopeless to fight

Then one night

She picked up a pen

Ingesting tiny breaths

And counting to ten

The dust blew over

after the grand bowl

Cuz you can't take a shortcut 

Without paying the toll

And she poured out her soul

Page after page

This girl was ignited 

A heart filled with rage

A dissolving black cloud

Was what made her right

Cuz' the worthless girl you noticed?

Can secretly write!