When She Stopped Healing

It's the sound of a heart finally admitting, it's tired of being "strong." It's about the day she stopped trying to perform wellness for the sake of other and let herself finally fall apart. It's not a choice; it's a surrender to the reality that some wounds don't close just because you want them to. She stops chasing a "cure" and starts chasing death.

she no longer cries, but she no longer laughs either. the healing stopped because the scar tissue become a fortress, keeping the world out but keeping the pain locked inside.