Deepest FearA laughter from behind.From someone you know, but yet you don't.Is it you?A strike of fear.Heart beats faster.Falling.Everything is BlackIt all went so fast.I woke up in the hands of two persons.Can't stand up.Please.Don't come back.
A Heart of CrayonWith my knees against the ground. I find myself in the pouring rain.Tears roll over my cheeks while I draw with my crayon.It's a heart. A simple gesture for ''Love'' as many say.But that heart is slowly fading. Rain is ruining my work.I try to redraw the lines, but it only gets ruined more and more.before I knew it I saw no heart on the ground anymore.Rain has ruined my work.Or did I choose the wrong time to draw that heart?