Trying to be strong

She sits in a dark room with only the sound of the fan in the background.

She knew this was coming.

The emotions storm within her and rage against her barricades knocking each wall that surrounds her heart to the ground.

She releases silent breaths as she tries to fight the tears.

Preparation takes longer than normal, because her hands won’t stay still.

Writing is a form of release.

It helps because these words are ones she cannot say.

“It feels like it’s over”

Although the thoughts are hard to accept, to her this time the end feels real.


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