Ink Stained Soul…

Silence once made my soul want to crawl out of my skin. Being alone was the most terrifying thing for someone with deeply ingrained abandonment issues. Doing anything for myself was such a foreign concept for me to understand. The girl who had to prove her worth even to herself has faded away. I’m not quite sure when she vanished, but the woman I see in the mirror tonight isn’t her anymore. I’m spending days with just myself at a time, enjoying life and getting lost in my own presence. The value I’ve found in myself demands my all now.