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I started to run to the lake
Inside, I saw my face

I've been living in a lie.

Why didn't I realize it sooner? All they wanted was someone to toy around with. I played that role perfectly. To become their doll, I lost myself.

Despite this harsh truth, I still crave their tender touch on my skin. It’s impossible to let go of something I’ve held on to for so long.

What have I become? Reluctantly, I pull off the sheet from the mirror I hid away and stare at my reflection.

Who is that? The body is thin from lack of food, hair dirty and tangled from not combing it in months. A pathetic excuse of a human.

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