By Crissy DXCII
I chattered words of insecurities to myself.
I was unaware of the effects it created.
Not just for me but also for someone else.
It's like a rapid contribution to the domino effect.
My poor performance trickling down to others.
People I spend most of my time with and rubbing shoulders.
It's like a solar eclipse.
My dark words covering the brightest days.
Like a volunteering event, it never pays.
Turning smiles into disturbing cries.
Cries that create the water in a dirty pond.
Everything inside me mimics the fishes in that pond. It dies.
No one but me made this tragedy.
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