TITLE: SHOOTING STARS

“Never doubted I would have kids. I would have at least four…”

“Disappointment.
Time has stopped.
Guilt.
Fear.
Sorrow and emptiness, the body is a void, worthless space.
Expectation.
Horrific silence. A woman is sobbing nearby. Soundlessly.
Endless feeling of loneliness.”

“I am crippled, but my deformity is invisible to the eye. I hate my body so much.”

“This feels as if you were a shield, covering the voidness, being estranged from the “real” life, the “real” flow. As if you were late, you did not manage on time. The entire silence is filled with questions.”

“Now I know how it feels being unable to feel. How it feels to drown in my own feelings. Nothing is of interest: not yourself, nor the life around you regardless its beauty, solace, and comfort.”

“I did not choose this path. So, perhaps, I have a different mission.”

“Prayers.
I will close my eyes, and when I will open them next time, it will all be gone. I will learn to have faith again.”

Photographed in Latvia.

AUTHOR: Una Taal (Latvia)