It’s a rough time. Toxicity is possessing my every being.
I can’t stop myself from fretting, from breaking, from falling into pieces.
It dulled my shine, I lost my charm, and it feels like i’m constantly under a tremendous storm with no escape.
The loneliness swallowed me, it devoured me whole. I am in a dark place and it’s so lonely here. Flooded with pain and agony, I sit still without moving an inch. My arms embracing my knees as it touch my chest. I am downcasted. I’m plunged in this torment.
Then I heard a voice. It’s you, mom. Yes, I heard you in the dark. You called my name and it soothes my heart.
In the verge of dying and breaking, your voice assured me that I will be loved through thick and thin.
Right then and there, it feels like everything is going to be fine again.
Mom, I love you. Thank you for always taking me home with you.