Jul 2021
Her ashes were scattered
Among the debris of her past.
She became an illusion
Of her darkest fears.
Unable to break free
From the voices
That held her captive
She watched her soul
Slip into the realm
Of nonexistence.
Among the debris of her past.
She became an illusion
Of her darkest fears.
Unable to break free
From the voices
That held her captive
She watched her soul
Slip into the realm
Of nonexistence.
Too often we stay stuck living in the past, fixating our thoughts on what happen ed to us when we were younger. If left there too long, we die.
