Misty Girl

I do not know her given name.

Everyone called her Misty

Perhaps because she floated unnoticed

in a foggy ethereal calm .

He noticed her quiet countenance

and he controlled her ever thought.

Powerful strong controlling

Misty disappeared even further

into the vapor that was her.

She followed him like cargo

to be taken places.

Never to choose herself

When I looked into her ice blue eyes 

seeing the sadness she held inside.

The need to be her dying within her.

People would say of them

What does he see in her?

She’s so laid back and dreamy.

She has nothing to offer.

Just a flat personality.

Then one day

she broke free from him

Traveled to places she had only

seen in glossy

Brochures and magazines.

She had adventures in other places

that were not even in travel magazines.

Places she once thought

she would never ever go to.

Well! Not on her own anyway.