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myths

By Tamama KhanPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Pink.

The sweet perfect childhood.

No concerns and no difficulties, the hardest thing was doing your homework.

Your biggest demands was to stay up past 9 P.M.

Grey.

Life started spinning its wheels, many disappointments and fears represented by both, strangers and people you respected and admired.

But you still clung to hope, thinking they might come back one day despite the hurt they caused.

Red.

Someone came in, took no permission and just broke in.

They made life seem easy and warm when you're with them, hard and lonely without them.

They filled you with passion and love, you couldn't remember how it was before anymore.

Black.

That very someone broke your heart from the inside out, gave you a blow that sent you flying for eternity.

Now... You spend the time re-learning old lessons and life teaches you new ones.

You're not just hurt, you're devastated, demolished maybe obliterated, desecrated or demoralized and annihilated even.

Pain seems more like a mocking word to you, it's agony and sorrow that are a little closer to tell your story.

You don't trust anyone, not even yourself, you try to end it all but you fail.So you just lay there in numbness waiting for the next color to appear.

If there's any next, that is.

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