My SkullEcho 💀: Between Giving Up and Holding On

Life didn’t turn out the way they said it would, nor the way we had dreamed it would... The colors that were supposed to fill our lives slowly died, leaving only half of us behind black and white, exhausted, and full of screams... She raised her hand and turned all her anger toward herself; as if she no longer wanted to be the victim of anyone, and this time, she had chosen herself as the target of all that pain... One eye closed, but the other was still open. Her hair had become a turbulent sea, with red fish swimming through it fish that were nothing but her own blood, still flowing from her wounds... She was the image of someone who, at the same time, wanted everything to end, yet still had a small part of herself left that wanted to keep going...