I wonder what it felt like before all of this.
All I have is a mental image of how it looked like when I still had hope. A light.
Although light is always surrounded by the dark. It creates shadows.
Once they swallow you whole, you can't escape without sacrificing your humanity.
YOU ARE READING
Darkness reprieve
No FicciónFor some reason- and I don't know why- I don't care what I become.
