By Zara S
She balances on the tightrope of expectation and desire, the world a fog of judgment around her. One wrong move, and everything unravels.
She’s spent years perfecting her persona, juggling a facade of joy with the torment of her own unspoken hopes and dreams. Friends cheer on the sidelines, oblivious to the tremors beneath her feet.
She fights to stay steady, but the weight of others’ dreams presses down. One night, she lets go, tumbling into the unknown. She falls, but this time it feels different.
There’s liberation rather than terror.
A soft landing…the first time she’s ever felt alive.
Zara, your writing is incredible. There is liberation rather than fear, and freedom arises. You say so much in so few words. You are gifted. Have you published anything?
No, but hopefully soon! Thanks for your comment
Good for her!!! Nice!!
Wow! Love the use of the tightrope to show her feelings and actions