N.Y.T

Leaving the Labyrinth I once called my home now feels unfamiliar. Shattered glass punctured my shoes but I tried not to bleed. That glass was delicate, it was to be cleaned every once in a while but I failed to wash it. 

 

The City that Never Sleeps lives up to the name because my mind was restless. My partner slowly transformed into a silent partner. And that silent partner was replaced by another but addicting partner.  

 

I venture further from my old life and I am scared of the road that lies ahead. People say they fear the unknown and they are right. Beyond these limits I’m scared where I’ll end up but its best for everyone if I just leave them alone forever.