i remember the day they destroyed everything i knew and held dear. it was a day in mid march when the ground drank the dew and the light lasted a few moments longer. i was sitting on the stair outside breathing in the elements and breathing out the smoke.
they came and sat in my world of safety and dreams and tore at my walls and set fire to my castle. i cried and cried and cried until the light had gone and the remains of my soul was all that was left. i wiped away the pain with one motion and stood up, refusing to give in to them. but my knees were weaker and my eyes heavier with the truth of the world on my shoulders.
and that was the beginning of my desire for emptiness. the desire they s p a r k e d i n m e
YOU ARE READING
light
Short Storya collection of words about nothingness, emptiness and happiness aka anything i write is posted under this
