Isolation.
A world of nobody but your own soul.
The feeling that disappearance is the only option.
But it’s not.
Surrounded.
A world full of people.
The feeling that disappearance is the only option.
But it’s not.
A torn soul,
split between worlds,
always looking for thread
to stitch herself back up.
Isolated yet surrounded.
A soul in a sea of bodies.
A feeling that may never go away
But never an option.
The only solution
is to live.
