“The Cage” (Part 7)

It takes years for those heart strings to regrow, sparking life into them.
Your mind is a pool of emotions.

Regret. Melancholy. Anger. Anxiety.

Deafening pangs collide against the pillars of your head.

While your body suffers the torment.

Mind and body become one decaying space.

You say to yourself, “If no one loves or cares about me, then do I exist?”

It’s pathetic how we humans rely on others to confirm that we do exist.

It takes simple words to tear down the essence of one’s existence.


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