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Strings.

by KeeKee

As the violinist brushes the bow against the instrument She takes in a deep breath She takes in those painful memories And she exhales They’re gone Hitting her in flashes She has to overcome the darkness that stands in the way of her light She is torn Because even if she wants to leave her past She still holds some of those memories clutched tight to her thumping heart Even the ones that haunt her the most You see She is split down the middle Her mind is saying go But her body won’t even tilt She’s frozen stuck in a life That she had wept about in nightmares She was strong But she couldn’t wrap her mind around living like this anymore She got the message when her eyes would no longer shine And she had to force a smile on to her face She just wanted to be normal again She wanted her violin to bring her joy Once more It had been her only sanctuary The only place she called home
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Written by
KeeKee
26 / F
Published
Apr 15, 2019
Time
2m
Tags
#violin#violinists#sanctuary#normal#pain#fear#nightmares#darkness#light#hello
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