Trying to escape the miseries of the traumatic past , Skyla finally stormed out of her house with big suitcases before her family returns back.
Will she succeed in living a peaceful life or past will drag her back to the hell she dared to escape ?
This is just a short poem I made after I found out that my mom thought I was suicidal, keep in mind that this poem holds special words for me, but it might not makes sense to you... thanks lovelies, bai! <3