in the darkness I have a sense of sadness trying to find a light to have a sense of happiness
but it seems like a far stretch and I’m begging for healing
I’m trying to make amends and trying to become a better me but I’m just so sad
I’m living a nightmare which I’ve only just been able to see
because it has been masked for too long
why do I never find myself in the arms where belong
I’m trying to meet happiness but it is just too far away for me to reach I praying for a miracle
About the Creator
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Llion the Brave Version 2
Her screams diminished as Llion was dragged away from the cell. The stench in the corridor was less but there was still damp, decay, defecation, death. His feet dragged, like a raggedy puppet, the guard either side of him holding him fast. He could feel their individual fingers digging into his scant flesh, leaving their impression on his bones.
By Rachel Deeming6 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.