All that I have worked for has come to a forced stop and the impact chips away at my very foundations.
My mind is
A cold, quivering space full of biting winds that tear against surfaces to reveal torn and tender flesh whose vulnerability leaves my thoughts shrinking in fear and uncertainty.
I am a
Tomorrow, I shall start exploring this thing to work out options and alternatives. But for now, I just need to sit quietly with this silent screaming lest my heart break into sobbing.
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AUTHOR: I am might war. I have a love of music, the written word, travel, Anime, polar bears, people and “sticking and colouring”.