Wounds that Haunt

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I'm tired of always being seen

as a backup option.

I simply yearn

to know the feeling of being prioritized,

even if just for a brief moment.

Just a minute of being valued

would mean the world to me.

I don't know why living a normal life

feels like a fantasy to me.

I don't know how long

I have been longing

for this bare minimum.

I wonder how long has it been...

since loneliness became a habit?

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