A SILENT FILM | You Will Leave a Mark | 2009

crosses

i put it down before i'd even realized i was holding it. you know the old saying "it was over before it even began". it was something like that, if that something could leave an eight inch gash across the heart. a slowly bleeding fissure that burns with pain every time you inhale. nobody else knew. not a single person clued in to the smell of fear, the destitution behind closed doors. and, yet, every single one of them nodded their heads, as if they'd always suspected. of course they had. but it wasn't their cross to bear. can you imagine how much easier it would have been if everyone had helped? the weight of it distributed amongst them all? no, no... it wasn't anybody else's burden.