This unbearable pain is like a thousand daggers piercing through my body. Hearing your thoughts that are not entirely true. Your biased judgment always leaves me hanging on a cliff. I have no one to turn to, nobody could hear my cries for help. Because I don’t want them to hear my anguish, it just makes it worse. If only I could scream to let out this hurt, I would. Days stretched to years that I have endured this pain. You haunt my dreams. The bubble that I live in already burst. Reality is calling. The man that I knew once is gone. I’m living with a stranger… an impostor. Our fairytale is taking a new turn. Charming looks at me diffferently and gave me a curse. A curse I have to live with everytime his lips speak words. Because for him, I’m a villain of the story.
words and photo by: Tracy Obong ©
Phoebe On A High 