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CRACKS.

  • Writer: Sam John
    Sam John
  • Nov 18, 2024
  • 1 min read

Cracks.

Through the darkness.


Through the light fading to night.The darkness remains and all around me, I feel consumed by it and lost to it's clutches.The hope seeps through.


It tries to save me.And I reject it."You've hurt me too many times" I scream out.


It stays.Unshaken.Once the overwhelm fades and the deep breaths take it's place, my pupils lose their dilation...

My desires shift back to normalcy.And the hope creeps into my soul.Knocks at the door and reminds me that the story isn't over...But that choice is up to me.


Yours faithfully,

Qavah.


 
 
 

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