broken glass

Within the depths of a wounded soul, a heart- wrenching story unfolds. One of unspoken pain, fears, and a hope for acceptance. A heart burdened by the weight of melancholy. Hidden scars carved into the canvas of existence. Yet, within this tale of sorrow, a flicker of light remains. As the depths of darkness are explored, a question lingers. . How can one unveil the hidden struggles without fear of judgment? How do you long for solace and understanding from your crush's tender gaze? In a world where self-doubt takes its toll, And shadows mask the beauty in my soul. Where insecurities tear me apart. that I am physically breaking apart my body tells my story as i take this trip down pain and anguish