Coushatta LaRue

ALERT BEFORE READING: THIS WRITING HAS NOT BEEN EDITED. JUST FREE WRITING WHEN INSPIRED. 😀✨
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“Why is it that the pain slithers into my bones, embedding itself, clutching all that I have left? As I searched for shelter in all of the insanity. I realize there was never any hope. The secrets of those before us have been laid out in violence.

And now the one thing I always dreamed of sits in front of me in despair. The flames grew higher and only I could stare. The lesson has been learned… Dreams are simply a lie we tell ourselves to drown out the truth. That chaos will always win.”

Written by – Coushatta LaRue. Image created by me with prompts in nightcafe.