It's hard to have a voice when you're the only one listening.
Her heart throbbing against the cage of her chest.
Fate sealed with one lie.
Fear clinging to her skin.
The aftermath of lighting truth.
Clouds of grey threatening to control.
Friends are good for you.
They help you mold.
The rush of cold air
To paint her perfect mask.
She doesn't have to cry because no one really asked.
Holds her tongue.
Let's her mind trap her demons.
How long will she last?
When the door opens
And her feelings are unmasked?
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"It's in the darkest moments that we find our greatest strengths." -Steven Aitchison
Till Next Time,
-Miss Yanxiet :)
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