Apr 29, 2024
I must have forgotten I was here. Overcomed, swallowed whole by pain and fear that was not my own. I still reach for connection knowing the odds are slimming. The thought of never being held, touched, made love to again reaches into my soul, so I empty out what is left of myself into this void of darkness. The only light remaining is in my past work, when I truly believed I was loved, now I know for certain, it was all a lie. Not one moment shared with them was true. But in this photo, I believed I was loved. I was such a fool. 💔
