Orange space

Georgia Watson

Orange space:

 

I stare out, out into the void, where everything I knew used to be. Blood stains the ice as my skin rips apart, as I change for the better, maybe for the worst.

 

Fall into the orange space, a feeling bittersweet. As I drown out, in a world of colour, that hurts more than the cut that never stops bleeding.

 

Tears prick my eyes, as it all comes rushing back to me, everything I ever knew, comes back to me.

  • Author: Georgia Watson (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 30th, 2025 14:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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