Was I really a goddess, or was I fake? I can’t remember it now. I can’t find the truth in these distorted memories. They slip through my fingers, fading into the blackness of the night sky. I can’t believe that I was great someday. My past and my future are mixed in my head, and I can’t choose what to believe.
Tribute to Avril15, 2022
Hand drawn digital painting by Julia Uffizi
