fades away

as I walk in the forest of pessimistic winter was an endless abyss
there was forgiveness for the empathic edge in everyone's mind
tell me a design of echoes
into the stream of thoughts shift,
this realm I named the circles that I painted
there's not any spirit like light to see
you wished to deny my efforts
but she was haunted with fear
she rests in her wasted silence
that she was closed inside of
and one day she fades away.