Butterflies. Green. Water. Quiet.I forgot how to breathe. I don’t know the way back to the simple life. Now I’m just afraid of the Time that bites me and takes me towards a dark unknown.I close my eyes and I’m no longer heading towards the seas where I used to swim for my soul, towards beaches with white sand and warm winds. I close my eyes and I’m drowning in a cold rain. I lost the warm rain that used to save me from bitterness. I got tired to fight for myself. I feel overwhelmed. I’m suffocating…I don’t know how to tell myself beautiful stories and go to sleep peacefully. I find it hard to laugh. I haven’t wokîen up with a smile on my face in a long time. Where did I go? I used to be happy. I used to be…

How come I screwed up so badly? How come I forgot about my stories, my butterflies, my white sand…? And the trees, and the dreams, and the laughter… Where did they go? Are they all ashez or are they still inside me somewhere?

Did I change?

Moths. Grey. Mud. Dark…and then THE END

Amelia