In Alabaster Cities

It's so very far from a fairy tale, but then again, perhaps it's not. But only if you compare it to the Grimm's. It's a sad tale, but it's a happy one. It's a tale of losses, it's a tale of wins. It's tragic, but it's beautiful. Come. Open up and read my tale.

This is a story. This is MY story. Do not judge a book by it's cover because my pain is invisible to so many. Come and see my mistakes, and learn. Come and hear my wisdom, it was hard earned. Come and see my scars and here my cries. But come and see what the world has made of me. I was so close giving up. Sorry to the ones who hoped I would. I rebounded and I'm not going back to the bottom again.