And Then She Opened Her Mouth
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Publikasi terakhir Sel, Jan 2, 2018
Everyday I am drowning.
With every inhale, air sinks into my lungs, as heavy as an anchor. With every exhale, carbon dioxide leaves my lips in a harsh whisper. It gets harder and harder to breathe each time, until I don't want to anymore.
I look in the mirror and I exhale with disappointment, just like my mother and just like my friends.
"What happened to you?" I ask myself.
But I already know the answer.
I lost the light in my eyes. I lost the determination behind each breath, that puff of air that whispered about purpose, whispered about hopes and dreams. I lost the skip in my step and I lost the feeling my fingertips get when I press my hands to my throat and sing.
I lost my voice.
And that is something I think I cannot live without.
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