• annfulleros 6w

    She's broken.
    She's tired.
    She felt helpless all this time.
    She kept running
    even without knowing
    where she's headed to.

    Too many times she fell and cried,
    not because of the wound she got from falling
    but because she felt so alone
    she had no one to hold on to.

    She tried.
    She hide.
    She, little by little,
    was being eaten by the fear she had inside.
    She then closed her eyes,
    and finally asked herself the question
    she long wanted to,