No body cares if you're crying yourself to sleep or laying awake at three in the morning.
They don't care if your breaking apart to the point where the pieces of your broken soul are piercing through your own skin.
Where you wanna be left alone but don't wanna be lonely.
They don't care if you wanna scream your lungs out. Till your anguish despairs into air. Till your throat gets raw. Till your voice is lost. Till your heart is stopped.
Anything. God anything to take this pain away. Anything to make it stop. Cause it has been hurting for so long.
-Till your heart is stopped.
zainab
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Hey y'all!!!
How are you?
Are you liking my writings so far?
I just wanted to tell you guys, who follow me on instagram (@worlldofwords), that this prose isn't up there yet.
So, you can say it's new as a freaking baby and that too for y'all. But I'll be posting there soon. I post my prose with voiceovers on insta, so, if you wanna check that out then please follow me. You don't know how much y'all mean to me. *whispers* More than the insta followers. Jk. But a little bit more. A tiny bit. Lol. And also thank you so much for 300 reads. It's crazy. ❤️
Until next time.
-Zainab 💛💛
