Perfectly wounded…

​He lit another matchstick and this time it was not just her hand.

She groaned with every ounce of heat that crept inside her. But nobody heard her inner voice shouting out loud…

That’s what she could never show this world – her perfectly wounded soul…


9 Comments Add yours

  1. ʞɐ says:

    Why couldn’t she?

    Because from burnt ashes rises the Phoenix. So will she, the pain, the suffering, the everything is the fire that will give her the rebirth she so needs.

    1. Yeah… Well said!
      With every second that passes by , she rises again and becomes stronger than ever before.
      Thanks for your lovely words 😊😊

      1. ʞɐ says:

        That should be way it should happen.

        My pleasure. 😊

  2. Fab Writings says:

    Unfortunately it was the reality of our past…
    Sad but true…

    1. Yeah… True that! 👍
      Almost every soul is wounded because of the harshness of other.. But all we need is a voice and courage to overcome the ordeals.
      Thanks for the read and lovely comment 😊

      1. Fab Writings says:

        Yeah, and awareness of one’s right is the only way to find that voice..

        1. Yeah.. Right. That’s the much needed thing👍😊

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