Such a wimp!
I cursed that little girl I was,
too faint-hearted to face what she witnessed
cause that bitch's pale heart is,
Why I still tremble, my hands shiver, and my eyes swell
I hated her, that coward four-year-old I once was...
until fate turned the tables,
to let me know how fragile thin my soul was
And I stood there once more, seized by terror,
And while time holds still before I crumble up and shatter
All I do is admire her and her bravery,
And I wish to go back in time and ask the little shaken girl,
How'd she sleep without the pills I need now?
How'd she eat without vitamins to feed her?
How'd she smile without drawing cuts in her little hands?
How'd she not think of bleeding herself to death even once?
How did she carry me here, without knowing she would?
I am choked by the cures that keep me alive,
while you survived on nothing but breath.
How, Aairya? How?
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 9:11 AM UTC
Such a wimp!
I cursed that little girl I was,
too faint-hearted to face what she witnessed
cause that bitch's pale heart is,
Why I still tremble, my hands shiver, and my eyes swell
I hated her, that coward four-year-old I once was...
until fate turned the tables,
to let me know how fragile thin my soul was
And I stood there once more, seized by terror,
And while time holds still before I crumble up and shatter
All I do is admire her and her bravery,
And I wish to go back in time and ask the little shaken girl,
How'd she sleep without the pills I need now?
How'd she eat without vitamins to feed her?
How'd she smile without drawing cuts in her little hands?
How'd she not think of bleeding herself to death even once?
How did she carry me here, without knowing she would?
I am choked by the cures that keep me alive,
while you survived on nothing but breath.
How, Aairya? How?
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