woman with an umbrella

she's been hiding under an umbrella a real life caim, her sanctuary but the rain still could've drop on her face she should've known her past doesn't need her the way she thinks it does sleepless nights should repay bright days with no nightmares attached the way she thinks life is boring just like a black satin she slept in and the white cigarette she smoked she was just colorblind stars were fading when her smile died but her eyes always shine because of the brightness of her ocean she dives in she believes with each waterfall the fountain can blur her memories but it's the only thing that's alive in her life still overthinking the unsaid words nothing was ever easy but maybe it was the beauty of it of the way her beautiful soul being tied up in too many knots with too much bled blood of her soul and her mind like an internet browser with too many much tabs open and too little closed