Empty. Depleted. Exhausted. I pour my heart and soul into this. Into us. Into you. I give and give and give some more. When there is nothing left but the shell of my former self. A broken man. Somehow I find a little more to give you. For us.
Bloody and broken. You've beaten me down.
Why must I love you? Why must you hurt me? Hurt beyond my comprehension of pain. So simple in your cruelty. Silence. Cold, distant and indifferent. That's the cut that goes the deepest. Your ease with indifference. Your most lethal weapon and you can use with out a care or effort. You're a natural.
I can no longer see where each of the scars begin or end. There are so many.
How many others has there been before me? How many gave their lives to you? All eager and willing to walk into the mouth of hell. Hand in hand.
I lash out in my sorrow. I say things I don't mean. I love you. I have more for you. Don't go. Don't leave me. I need you.
You're expressionless and silent. You stare back at me as if I don't even exist. Say something! Do something! Give me something! Please! Please...
Your silence. Your silence shatters me. This time the slice had intent. Purpose.
A rush of searing heat and the pain begins to wash away. This slice was the last. Soon you wont be able to hurt me. I will be free of you and your sadistic cruelty. I can't look at you, but I can hear you. Watching me.
Silent.
Indifferent.
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This story is fictional, and has no basis in my life or the lives of anyone I know or have ever known.
Oh, I have a new Macbook. Hi kids, I'm back.
Oh, I have a new Macbook. Hi kids, I'm back.
13 comments:
thank you for the disclaimer at the end; i was getting worried.
welcome back. you've been missed.
You had me worried for a minute there!
:-) Welcome back, friend.
Mad William's home!
Hi! Welcome Back.
Wow, you guys are too cool.
I feel so loved.
Ack! Your story is sadistic cruelty to us!!! I was reading it and saying "Oh no! OH MY GOD!" Heh. Good one.
Welcome back.
And, I too, was wondering about any meaning behind the story. I'm glad to hear it was fiction.
Yayyyy welcome back sweetie!!
Thanks for the fright, just what I need before I've even finished my first cup of tea! ;o)
Welcome back! And, I finally hung my half of Oceanic Windows. Yay! It is above the TV in my bedroom, as you can see on my blog.
I didn't mean to scare anyone. After being away for a couple weeks I had to come back with something exciting.
Holy crap. I'm glad that was fiction for one of us.
Welcome back, by the way. Glad to hear you've got a new computer.
Ditto on all of the above, re: It was Fiction. I was starting to have flashbacks of my own bad experiences and was about to flash the bat signal to call for help when your disclaimer arrived to save the day.
Glad you're back (and with a Mac)!
so beautifully written :)
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