Brain Storm Issue III: The Road to Recovery | Page 8

- Darkness -

She had always been praised for

Her bright smile.

Over time she heard

It less and less,

Until it began to be replaced by

“What’s wrong’s”and

“Are you okay’s”

When the dark days began

To outnumber

The good days,

She knew she was losing.

She pauses,

Unsure of what’s next.

Unsure of what to do now.

Now that she knows,

She knows the struggle inside

Dying to get out.

-kh

- Maybe -

She was tired of searching

She could not find it,

She could not find the thing

That made her eyes twinkle.

All she wanted,

Was to find something

That made her excited to be alive.

Maybe she was not meant

To ever find it.

Maybe there really is no one thing

We are all destined for.

Maybe.

But that thought

Terrified her.

-kh

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