Its the pain in your chest again, isn't it? Even though you're so young and healthy, something within you aches. You pretend the light inside you is bright and warm, tricking those around you. Sometimes, even succeed at tricking yourself that its bright, warm and that everything is okay. But still in the back of your mind, it nags you. The difficult truth hidden and tucked away behind countless locks. Denying yourself and your needs. Truth it, your light is weak and wavering. But you push forward anyhow, pretending all the while. Showing weakness is scary, after all. So you still pretend. Yesterday, today, and tomorrow. When will you stop?

Art by the kickass  MorgueXVII!