Iris
The one thing I love and hate about darkness is how alone I feel within it. Sometimes I need that space, need the darkness to be able to think, to breathe without feeling trapped. Other times, I feel even more trapped within the darkness, no way out unless I can find a little bit of light to guide my way. This is why I love walking in the woods at night. I know it isn’t safe and there are rumours about murderous wolves hunting in these woods, but I have never liked living on the safe side of life. I want adventure, I want adrenaline pumping through my veins and fear shocking me back to life.
My friends call me fearless; my parents call me reckless, but none of them understand this need I have to feel free and alive. It is not just about what I want, it is what I need to survive. D
