I was trapped in a world filled with
shattered dreams and broken hearts.
It was dark and suffocating here,
and just when I thought the sun was breaking through-
clouds rushed to it's place.
One day, a brave man took an ice pick and broke into my world.
Even though he wasn't strong enough to pull me out,
he just stayed there
holding my hand.
It was the first breath of fresh air in a long time.
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Tranquilizer
Short StoryA collective three part series of my inner most sensitive thoughts, experiences and revelations. Through tragedy and trauma, loss and hope; I've gathered all of my memories and emotions during that time and placed them here. For the curious minds...
