All these years her heart is always ahead, her mistakes grows bigger without any breaks, she came to her destination but where is she? The nights where she spent walking as the cold air blowing through within her it’s as if it’s telling her that she can’t do it. The city lights that held no hope made her shudder with fear.
The nights used to be her bliss became her companion of sorrow. Every night the little writer was scared, she forgot what made her happy all these times, she forgot how to write in each sheet of paper, the words that used to eat her up every second, every minute, every hour was lost.
Each words that she wanted to use she couldn’t process it anymore it’s no longer reaching every soul that she wanted to reach. Her heart talks too much these days but today it was silent like it was fading away.
Her sin is a heart that speaks so loud that she can’t barely contain and it’s painful, the more she wants to decipher each words the more painful it becomes, this is her curse to write every pain every agony in this world, to reach everyone with words that they cannot let out but despite all of it.
The little writer never gave up needless to say she was happy as long as she was able to hold her pen and write the words that she wanted to convey but her emptiness was filled with these small dreams, to the point that she couldn’t breathe, the writings that she made, made her heart weak and the voice that can’t say what it wants to say are echoing back at her.
Her sorrows are wiped away, these days her every day is filled with the fear of tomorrow, the people who smiled by her side was worried that their little star has lost herself beyond the universe. her family and her friends who were happy for her more than anyone else was about to give up on her despite all of that she was still thankful for their care but suddenly it’s making her more sleepless, her mind wouldn’t let her sleep anymore.
The words were too much to bare and so she exploded with all her emotions being kept hidden. The little writer wanted to die with every pain she encountered, every heartbreak, every sadness, every love that faded in front her, every painful deaths of emotions that occurred in this cruel world ate her alive but despite all of it she continued on living even if she falls down even if she is still lost, she will keep walking and she will keep writing for you.
The little star wanted to fight beaming with rays of light called, hope.