She faded into obscurity.
Finding shelter amongst the dark things.
The light dimming in the distance.
Somber undertones crashing like waves upon the shore.
Hope lost at sea.
A shipwrecked life crumbling in her hands.
Drifting away like the sand of a broken hourglass.
The fractured compass that was her heart searching endlessly.
She found a shattered self-reflection.
The cracks in the mirror connected like a spider’s web.
Like the scars on her arms.
Her thirst never quite satisfied by the bottom of the bottle.
A perfectly imperfect soul paralyzed by self-doubt.
The shadow of who I was still haunts me.
About the Creator
Christina Oswald
Experiences in life have helped to mold the person that I am. Is she perfect, most definitely not. Both the good and the bad times have fuled my passions in life.
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