Love Yourself; The Touch of Darkness
By Ashley Soto
Love Yourself Oh beautiful rose stemmed into the ground. No sunshine. No rain. Will save you Will cure you from your Deep Melancholy. So beautiful but so sad. Dreading your own looks. Crying intensely, big rain drips slipping, sliding down your petals. Such an intense beautiful red but at the very middle where your heart is resides the color Black Slowly spreading onto the radiant red Like a plague You, blinded by anger. Immense sadness. You don't realize your beauty, your worth. When will you come to love yourself? The Touch of Darkness How to escape this darkness? Crying intensely My heart aching. My head Spinning. Salt roads carved onto my cheeks. Sitting in the darkness, engulfed by it. Far too deep. It feels like two soft hands sliding slowly around my neck A soft deceiving touch. With true horrific intentions. I turn my eyes away Paralyzed. Not the slightest light. Not the slightest sound. Only my silent sobbing. My body quivering both in fear and sadness. My shaky breaths. My heart pounding, Tirelessly. How to get out? How to escape this darkness that moves me when it flows? Manipulating my thoughts. My emotions. How to escape I ask? No one...... No one answers. With this realization I gain control. The hands slip away from my neck in a caressing, almost loving way. Too confused.... What to do? I lay down fully believing that I am truly here To stay.
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