I thought no one would ever ask.
“Oh, you didn’t ask.” Sigh. “Regardless, I will tell you. I need to talk to someone, stuck in my thoughts all night, in dreams and visions.”
The past 9 years have been a struggle. I have wrestled with who I am. Pondering the why questions we all ask and struggle to understand
Dying. Is that what we have been doing? All these things piling on top of us, burdens to carry, burying us alive.
Screaming. Albeit silent screams.
What if I take this cloak off and try on a new cape? I am not sure I know which one to wear today, but one thing rings true, I must learn to fly. I must. I must be someone’s hero today. So must you.