Let’s become the light

Reality isn’t real anyways

Set Free

Ripping through her chest —

anxiety and regret.

Urgency pounding.

Secrets she’s kept.

Time to speak.

Bound by threats,

caught between darkness and peace.

Shadowed by doubt —

this is her fight.

The truth finally spoken.

Alone.

Scars of vulnerability,

taking back what’s hers.

Trauma bleeds,

seeping into every part of her.

Her demons finally set free.

She’s shedding shame,

letting go of his game.

Speaking her truth —

she is finally free

from the identity of pain.

Who is she now?

A mystery.

But it’s about to get good —

and that’s the scariest part

when you’ve never known what “good” feels like.

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