The Hopeless Are Not Hope Less

A girl stuck, between feeling, and physical

What is real? Who decides? Feelings aren't palpable? Only to be denied, shoved back into their chest, where no one can hear, the screams, of your name in the dark

Darkness can be seen with two eyes, can be felt, encompassing until... Nothing is left

Still. Be still. Listen.

A heart beat... In the silence. Audible. Alive.

Then blinding white

A new life

air stinging their lungs for the first time.

Realization

pain is how we know we are alive.

Fighting, screaming, kicking, is how we come into this world

I will not yield to the inner demons in the shadows; I will fight for the light.