𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞;

in that place of wrath and horror,
i felt something reach out and tug at my shoulders.
i feared, i feared again and again no matter how many times it came back.

although it felt different, it tried to pull me away,
but i never let it touch me, to its dismay.

it felt different, because it didn't feel like those hands that clawed at me from time to time.

it came back to me everyday, never giving up, constantly pulling me out.

slowly but surely, it dragged me further, and i felt myself slipping out of that wrath and horror.

and soon, i managed to see the light,

for that's when i realised, that not all hands are bound to keep me tied.

some are there to set me free,
and are not like the ones that destroyed me that faithful night.

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