Dark lanes

I switch on the light in each room. I saw luminous layers of stories being overshadowed by telling tones of voice, negative nuances in expressions and multiple masks. The dark lanes of memory are alive once again, but happiness has given way to pain. I don’t need this.

Illumination of the path ahead is possible, only if the past remains lost on darkness.

shades of light

manipulate – give me back

my dark monotones

(73 words)


Weekend Writing Prompt #82

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