Reclining Rebellion
Reflection
In the stillness, she finds her strength,
A moment's pause, a lifetime's length.
Her body, a canvas, tells a tale,
Of resilience, of trials, of a story to prevail.
The chair, a throne, supports her weight,
As she gazes upwards, beyond the fate.
The background, a mix of art and pain,
Reflects the turmoil, the beauty, and the strain.
Her tattooed arm, a map of her past,
A journey through the darkness, to a brighter vast.
In this moment, she is free,
A fusion of strength and vulnerability.