Darkness, that’s all I can see now. Trapped in a box, at the bottom of the wardrove. All the experiences are trapped with me, being forgotten. My owner now has another pair of shoes. They are new, colourful, ready for new experiences. That hurts, it feels like a cheat. All those first dances, the nerveous knocking on the floor before the shows. Darkness, that’s all I can see now.
Starr