the beautifully tragic
miming merriment faker
riding her own merry-go-round
silently suffering for her showground crowd Continue reading “Mirrored”
The cold floor beneath her feet was invigorating as she skipped with the taste of freedom coursing through her veins. With one step after the other, her smile grew wider. The scents of sweet fresh air, the view of trees and flowers in the garden were brimming with life and colour. So unlike the flowers she’d watched wither away, and now no longer needed.
She waved to the nurses at the counter. Giggled at the cheeky orderlies who brought Continue reading “Time”