© strawberieperl
In times when I travel deep in darkness I see light and strenght, while they saw weakness in me.

I dive up when I heard voices in the past, echoing in my ears making my heart beat stops pounding as I struggle to breath underneath.

And I woke up in the same old place I called darkness, they pulled me back into this place the place that once was called home and peace, for someone like me.

I tried to pull the rope, again to see the light behind the past, but when I pull I have strength but then someone scream and there I saw the little me sorounded by people whom once loved me.

I look above, I look at her...
I run as I hug her, saying" Im sorry I never become the girl we once dreamed to be"...