Fall Not

Four different souls, different past and different wounds but entangled in the same string of life. Will they either choose to lose the grip and fall or choose to hold onto it. She is but a fragile glass who goes through lots of slow-cracking vague touches in her life, as she attempts to escape from the vulnerability she's chained in, she's slowly falling into pieces. He adores mending things yet fails to see in himself a bruised life. Fell into a comfortable sense of existence but with the absence of desired happiness. She wrote everything down, from her spine to her heart's pumped blood. The flowery words pulled her deeply to drowning confusion and was imprisoned inside a flickering hope. He kept everything in one suffocated space, suppressed and bound together. He walked over denied emotions, heavier than clouds formed on top of a four-cornered shelter he filled with bitterness. Life on earth is confusing as if you were cornered with the mirror of your past that triggers you to reminisce. Your unhealed scars push you to reckless decisions into pause, they hold a piece of a puzzled future and are unable to perceive the goodness of the present time.