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I stand still, once again opening my eyes. My surroundings have changed. The atmosphere was comforting, yet now it's become unbearable. The chill settles on my skin while the cold infiltrates my veins. I have nothing in which I can see myself with, but I don't need to. The color is flushing from my face. I wasn't... I'm not prepared for this. People walk in and out of your life, but what happens when they all walk away? Even worse, you let them go with your eyes closed. Fearing like a child under a blanket, I kept myself isolated. This wasn't my intent, but tossing that cover of security would have meant exposure. Could I have let one familiar face, a single familiar body join me? Was I strong enough to allow my feet to remain freezing? The anxiety fed upon itself. Contradicting emotions imprisoned me in confusion. My revelation is late. I may have acuity in my vision, but I'm now done, starving until my body breaks.
-Lauren -.-
Side note: This was written for me, but it's still meant for the expressions of writing. SO instead of commenting on meh, please comment on what you think of it.
-Lauren -.-
Side note: This was written for me, but it's still meant for the expressions of writing. SO instead of commenting on meh, please comment on what you think of it.