She felt paper thin, to the point that a brisk wind would pierce her all the way through to allow her pain to bleed out, staining everyone with sadness.
Her world had narrowed to a single, pin point of pain and she could not see any light to ignite her hope.
She was tired of caring.
Tired of trying.
Really tired of it all.
She was the rock for everyone. Heard their stories. Eased their pain. Always understood.
But she was forgotten when they were healed.
Invisible.
Passed over for something that seemed better.
The world had drained her. She was done.
Fading into nothing.
She did not care anymore.
Fading away,
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