Theme: A glimpse into the silent wounds of childhood.
In childhood, the aspirations were bright and good.
Yet faded beneath the weight of adulthood
In tender years, I tried to walk apart,
A lonely child, misread from the start.
Though loved by many, my spirit feels small,
Fragile within, like stone about to fall.
No star to shine—just a muted hue,
A quiet weight the world never knew.
Was it too early to whisper last goodbyes?
When silence smothered all the lullabies.
My pillow gathered tears the dark had kept,
Each echo fading where your comfort fled.
The child I was still hides inside,
Where pain and love have always been.
Though memories fade and years depart,
The child I was still holds my heart.
Layout by Alessandra Arevalo
Published by Jigger Von Malenab. Published October 9, 2025
Time : 5:30 pm
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