This is my secret place. To let my thoughts slip through my fingers as I type. Because they so often do not find their way through my lips. 44 followers / 275 words
Sadness. Anxiety. Anger A flurry of emotions crosses your mind You brick up a wall You feint surprise Your smile is fake But one day It will all come crashing down Water floods The dam breaks And your heartthrobs By the sound of an arrow puncturing the skin The feeling of your mother's hand losing warmth The sight of a cat bleeding out on the street The memory of your dad calling your name Slowly, one by one they go Until you're finally left With the words "I have something to tell you."