I remember when you promised me freedom
but I am still trapped
behind locked doors and barred windows
between the walls of this tower.
Do not be so blunt
to call me a damsel in distress
for a damsel, I am not.
I am just a girl
who tip-toed down the wrong path.
Find me a ray of sunlight
to brighten this pit of nothing.
Sing me lullabies again.
Bring the beauty
back to the home we built.
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Rays in the Dark
Short StoryA collection of stories and poems depicting people's lives as they struggle with love, mental illnesses, and the everyday battles that life throws their way.
