• labelledame 9w

    And then one day I finally understood,
    All this while I was fighting with a shadow.
    A very familiar shadow.
    She was me.
    But a softer version of me.
    A version I long left.
    And version I never looked back at,
    Because each time I thought to look back,
    I remembered a familiar face I could never forgive.
    Hence, I could never forgive myself.
    I let loose my sword of strength
    And saw the memories bleed profusely.
    I saw the wounds and I saw my shadow still standing there.
    I gave up gradually on the fight.
    How long would've i gone fighting all alone with myself for so long!!