Eighteen, yet a child's soul remains,
Fragile as glass, enduring pain.
A flower wilted by the storm's harsh might,
Lost in darkness, seeking light.
Are you running, fleeing from the past,
Haunted by shadows, made to last?
Those eyes, pools of sorrow, overflown,
Have you wept rivers, all alone?
Hands swollen, fists clenched in strife,
Battles fought against unseen life.
Bruises hidden, scars untold,
A heart shattered, growing cold.
A delicate thing, broken and torn,
Yet a mask of strength you wear, worn.
Beneath that smile, a secret lies,
A truth hidden, deep within your eyes.
Unveil your heart, let it be free,
From the chains that bind, set you to flee.
Let the darkness fade, let hope ignite,
And find your strength, shining bright.
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Echoes in the Abyss
Ficción GeneralInside my head, it's like a crowded market. Thoughts push and shove, all trying to be heard. Memories collide with worries, as dreams vie for attention. It's noisy, like a room full of chattering people, all speaking at once. Amidst conflicting voic...
