Someone

Someone — Blackheart Some masks are built from broken things. This is the story of a boy who survived everything the world threw at him — and then almost destroyed himself anyway. After losing the only person who ever truly saw him. After being moved from home to home by a system that never cared. After carrying pain so heavy it had no name. He built a front. Untouchable. Careless. Performing confidence for a world that never knew what he was performing for. But underneath every mask. Every fake laugh. Every morning joint before the memories could kick in. Was just a boy searching for someone. Someone is a conversation between the man and the teenager he was. Between grief and anger. Between survival and self destruction. For everyone who ever hid their pain so deep they forgot where they put it. For everyone who ever searched for love in the wrong places because nobody taught them what the right ones looked like. For everyone who ever sat alone in a room and almost didn't make it through. You were never as alone as you thought. Trust your struggle. — 🖤 Blackheart