Day by Day. Hopeless, Helpless, Vulnerable.
The darkness had begun to eat her alive.
And there was nothing she could do.
No-one who could help.
Her eyes spoke pain, her smile fakeness.
Until someone came along and said
"I recognise that smile"
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HELP ME [short story]
Short StoryA lost soul, looking for a reason to live. Looking for hope. Looking for a saviour. Started - 12th September. Ended - 12th September. Cover by @bantanecdote