The Locked Box in the darkest part of my mind

In the depths of my soul a box with a lock, its key unknown. This box is not just any container—it's a repository for my darkest emotions, a place where sadness, anger, and grief are banished, never to resurface. With the recent loss of my mum, the weight of grief threatens to overwhelm me, yet … Continue reading The Locked Box in the darkest part of my mind