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Masquerade

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.

Outlast

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.

Closed Eyes

The bright sun brings resolve, you are gone. You will never reach my soul again.   You are there smiling, in the darkness behind closed eyes. Killing me all over again.

Not Alone

Then, one day, she found her people. They asked questions their faith had long forbidden, finding answers in a new world. They let her feel her scars and acknowledged her tears. Showing her she was allowed to let go of those who had hurt her, all the¬†while building her up with their love. Instilling in […]