Story cover for shards of the heart by fragmentals
shards of the heart
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  • Reads 6,589
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  • Parts 32
  • Time 25m
Ongoing, First published Sep 08, 2016
❝the scars that screamed of revolutions inside her head and the shards that made up her heart were things that no one saw.❞

suffering from a terrifying eating disorder and from a shattered home, quinn's greatest tormentor is imperfection. her world enveloped in darkness and after the loss of her only friend, she finds herself falling in an abyss of agony...alone.

she's the minuscule, unstable sailboat while the world is the mighty ocean, thrusting her about in the rough waters, trying its best to engulf her into its unfathomable depths to make her disappear. 

quinn yearns to have the "perfect" image just to be finally labeled as "beautiful". the thing is...she can't. 

she soon finds her sanity slipping, plunging into lunacy. how long will it take till she's completely submerged in the ocean? will she ever see the rays of light?

a splintered heart.
tainted emotions.
darkened words of blood-smeared, unsent letters, written by a girl whose heart had been ripped apart under her damaged skin.
a thousand more tears and screams.

copyright © 2016 by @fragmentals.
all rights reserved.

lower case is sometimes used and is intended for stylistic purposes.

cover by the wonderful @mikaelstats.

#projecteatingdisorders #freeyourbody
#visible #projectbrave #projectinsecurities #freementalillness #projectyou #stopthepain

#31 in poetry [ 20th November 2016 ]
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