lost: part i

i have always been afraid,afraid of letting myself go,afraid of failing,afraid of falling. tears and cries are familiar to me,even if they are silent,and i do not let myself hopebecause hope, a foreign flame,can be blown out. trust cannot be trusted,happiness is elusive,and loss can only be expected. vulnerability is a weakness of mine,and iContinue reading “lost: part i”

A Story of the Lost and Found

When she fell, she did not get up. Chains anchored her to ground, and all she could do was look up and see the pinprick of light streaming in from the opening so far away. When she fell, she did not scream. She did not call out because her voice was too raw from yellingContinue reading “A Story of the Lost and Found”

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