I am here amongst the words. A jumbled mess, a line that flows. Perfectly me.
Month / May 2018
She drew colors so vibrant that strangers smiled at her brightness. Her laughter came out as giggles between grins. She trusted wholly. She held no mysteries, nothing to reveal. It took only an instant to diminish the light in her eyes, the masquerade of her life had begun.
Can I tell you something? Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. Please, I need to talk about this. Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. I needed you to help me. I was so alone. Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. The cycle of abuse continues round.
I am the voice thought never to speak. I am the strength mistaken for weak. I am secrets brought forth to light. I am the day awakened from night.