Catching a Fallen Breath

When people told me how to grow up, I rebelled. What I become, who I choose to become is no longer an option. She loved me, but there was a twist. She slowly was dying. I watched as she burned away, as her ashes faded, and I question my mortality. Was seeing this occurrences promising my humanity away, disregarding human rights. Thanks to those I love I'm questioned for who I am. Catching a fallen breath that falls every time my screams ring.

So, I'm making this book occurring to a real life scenario known as Pasung, treatment that was presented upon people in mental hospitals in Indonesia. It's time the world stood up for a change, and even if the issue is still the same, there should be rights to everyone. But, just because you have rights doesn't mean you can flaunt around. Take a change in your community, better yet change the world.