❝Do you hear the cries? She is nearby, she is sad, she is crying, why won't she tell us why? Why won't she use her words? The ones that she learned, the words that can save her. Why won't she speak? Has anyone else tried to speak to her? Does she know that letting it out will release her from the prison in her mind, the one where she lives? She keeps herself hidden, we can't see her face, why is she ashamed? Does she know that she isn't the one to blame? She didn't create the fire, she was burned by its flames. They left a scar that no one has ever seen, that she has never mentioned, that she could lose herself pondering over. The scar burns her daily, we can see the pain in her face, though she's trying to project her grace, she's falling from her place of knowing who she is.❞

Wednesday, August 8, 2018
4:53 P.M.