29/F/South Africa Words became a substitute of my pain. I learned to take a step when my feet was trembling and growth followed. I am Hope and I breath HOPE... 125 followers / 5.6k words
Dashes as same as the midnight bird! It doesn't stay long, Yet keeps you awake But it come and goes, And leave you running after it, Because we can never be on time.
Her veil were divided in between, while she hid behind the curtain of shame, walking through the street of frustrations, while her eyes spoke volume of agony.