Her Sanctuary, Her Space

Traces of you still hang around my misty sphere and all I can do is stare to nothingness and wait. Wait for the time where I can swim out of this mad and murky world or maybe wait for that moment where I will realize I am way too lost in this ocean of darkness.

You walked away and you left me with only my flawed sanity to cling on to. All hopes are covered with fear, all dreams turned to nightmares and the bliss I felt eventually fades to dust to turn into solid sadness.

Whispering to me your goodbye is like seeing you throw away the flower I have given you. And yet, traces of you still linger...

Photography : Christine Isip