Trapped here
On the fringe
The eye of the storm
Is calm
But we are here
Amongst the confusion
The unknowns
The fear
Danger hiding in shadows
And flinging through the air
Like leaves in a storm
Or bricks in a tornado
Ready to blow us away
And slam us into the concrete
As we collide with our sense of self
Mixed identities
Divergent paths
Doubting our decisions
Second guessing
Who we are meant to be

Inspired by “Fringe: Season 4 Episode 12, Welcome to Westfield

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Photos from Google images


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