A lonesome soul.
Watching the wayward water droplets race against the window glass.
Wrapped up in a blanket of darkness and stars.
Do not believe the deceiver living in your brain.
Even as their words get harder to ignore.
They add pressure to your chest.
Midnight thoughts bleed into the sunrise.
Usually the light is enough for freedom to find you.
But today dark storm clouds linger and dawdle.
A cold splash of water sends shivers down your spine.
Surviving the night and seeing the light is a victory.
One won through bloodshed and honor.
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