Seen, loved and known.

I've always wanted to be a writer, but I've been too afraid to write.

By Elizabeth CamilleriPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read

Finally Free - Digital Art by me

Don't look at me.

I don't want to exist.

I just hurt inside.

Please, don't insist.

I know, you know.

All that you know.

And I know you've seen,

All that you've seen.

But believe me...

So have I.

As I slowly creep out of my shell.

I realised I had not been free.

Fueled by my pain.

Now I am truth.

As I emerge.

Still scared.

Still not wanting to exist.

I want you to read my words!

On some level I do.

Somewhere deep down.

I know I want to be seen.

Sydney based scientist who dreams of being a writer, and much more.

Multiple personalities in a multiverse. Cool. Cool, cool, cool.

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Written by Elizabeth Camilleri