As the darkness falls into the sky, my sorrows remind me of my loneliness. Most of my life, I’ve lived chapter by chapter… each one a “ first”… in a book of it’s own. For the longest time, I thought this feeling wasn’t going to stop. I thought I was doomed to live this ridiculous pattern of stop and start, repeat…. It wasn’t until right now, that I feel it “ again” that I realized it had stopped…… frustrating.
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“It is not the the bruises on the body that hurt. It is the wounds of the heart and the scars on the mind.”
― Aisha Mirza