They bounce off the walls. The tortured cries of agony rebound off the walls and sink into the flesh of the one they came from. They come hurtling from the chapped lips, ricochet off the slowly enclosing walls only to come biting back at the one whose voice they came from. Nobody to hear the … Continue reading The Vicious Cycle.
Drip.
To numb the pain. To numb the pain. To numb the pain. Drip. The candle wax drips onto her arm. It’s scorching heat healing the throbbing pain in her heart. Drip. She doesn’t feel the tears wetting her cheeks. She doesn’t notice her chest dripping with the saline solution. Her gaze is unfocused. Unblinking. Lost. … Continue reading Drip.
You’re Fucking Beautiful. (2)
My chin trembles, more tears cascading down my cheeks as I nod. You smile and straighten yourself up, leaving the room. I know you’re standing just outside the door. Waiting to hear me say the words you so wish I would believe. I open my mouth, my voice hoarse and strained, “You’re beautiful.” I don’t … Continue reading You’re Fucking Beautiful. (2)
You’re Fucking Beautiful. (1)
Looking in the mirror I can’t stand what I see. Every flaw, every blemish stands out like a sore thumb. With my hands on the sink I take a shaky breath in. My eyes stare hard at my own reflection, “Why are you like this? Why can’t you look like every other girl that you … Continue reading You’re Fucking Beautiful. (1)
Drowning No Longer.
Here I lay. In waiting. I’m not sure what for, but here I am stuck in this limbo of adequacy and malice. But here I am wading through the roaring oceans of doubt, looking for the lighthouse. Here I am searching desperately for a saving grace. The tide is rising. The current is pulling. It’s … Continue reading Drowning No Longer.
Uncensored Eloquence 