The Voice Issue 32: October 2017 - Page 21


For the first time I smile.

But the door starts to close again.

I run harder but I realize that I am not going anywhere.

My heart starts to go cold, and I fall.

I fall and pitch myself into a deeper darkness.

I know I might never see the light again.

I close my eyes and fade away.

- Lily, Burlington, VT

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