If Darkness Is A Predator...
...Then That Makes Us The Prey.
By Jessica PhoenixPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by charlesdeluvio on Unsplash
Escape, was all I could think of as I sat alone in the dark.
Couldn't see, couldn't breathe,
Lonely as prey waiting to be caught by a shark.
It was useless, trying to get away.
Pain took root in my mind as I wished to be free.
Something in me twisted as I thought of
Everything that could never be.
About the Creator
Jessica Phoenix
"To write well, express yourself like the common people, but think like a wise man." -Aristotle
I'm working on a book that I hope to publish sometime soon- Wish me luck!
I enjoy drawing, reading about Autism, and researching about dogs!
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