I’m Violet, and I’m…not sure what I am.
I just know there’s something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don’t talk about it. But it’s there. Always.
This dark passenger.
And when he’s driving, I feel…alive. Half sick with the thrill, complete wrongness. I don’t fight him. I don’t want to. He’s all I’ve got. Nothing else could love me, not even…especially not me.
Or is that just the lie the dark passenger tells me? Because lately, there are these moments when I feel…connected to something else, someone.
And it’s like the mask is slipping…
and things…
people…
who never mattered before, are suddenly starting to matter.
It scares the hell out of me.
4 comments
Looking deep into ourselves to see something we don’t like is a very painful experience. I hope that you can overcome it.
You are so deeply loved. God knows exactly what is going on, you didn’t even have to tell someone for God to know. God loves you to the highest extremity. Don’t let others take advantage of you when you’re vulnerable. God will NEVER stop loving you.
… I love you… <3
thanks everyone 🙂