Hurting

This is the kind of pain that hurts the most, the one that silently creeps up on you. The kind that burns the pit of your soul, the one that wells up in the eyes when you're alone. It's the kind of pain that no one sees, but when you're alone it explodes. The kind… Continue reading Hurting

The tower

I always thought I'd be trapped in my tower for years to come, I had managed to escape a few times, managed to roam free. Each time I left, I had felt like a bird soaring through the skies as high as a cloud, loved like a flower in the spring. But each time I… Continue reading The tower