In The Realms of The Heart|Free Will Pg16|

Savaged Soul

As hurt savaged my soul, I hurled myself at blurred vision of a lady in blue dress; reminiscing the solitude which embraced me during the wrenching moments of depression which seemed like eons and contrasting it with the fleeting moments of happiness which were completed by companionship. The moonlit sky spread brightness in my room which had won the allegiance of darkness.

The raging emotions broke the dam of my eyes and gushed out, wetting my cheeks and soothing the wounds inflicted by the taunts. I had not been what my parents had expected. A result of sins, as they may want to put it, I was and I would burn in my own fire, fueled by the love I had for the people who bestowed life to me, forever.

To how many should I share my pain with, to erase its existence? And how many more times? I questioned myself as my bloodshot eyes stared at me, as a hazy reflection of my tear-stained face floated in them. That reflection ignited the spark of realization that I had not lost everyone, I had not lost everything. I still had someone - Me.

I saw a glint of determination flicker in my weak eyes as I vowed to myself that I would never lose myself.

That night the mirror had aided me in consoling myself, yet again. In those hours of darkness, reflections became the light for me. In the darkness where everyone loses their way, I found my solace.

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