After your inappropriate touch, the scars left on my body have tormented me for a lifetime. The thought of someone forcing themselves inside is earth-shattering in every form. You no longer have any power. You can be pushed down. Forced quiet. Beaten. Taken. What makes it even more unbearable is the memories of noises andContinue reading “Flashbacks”
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Me vs. Her
byAmali Edle She is a tsunami. Powerful, overwhelming, terrifying. As soon as you see the wave, you already know it is too late. That is how she swallows me whole, as I only notice the danger I am in when safety is no longer in reach. It is kind of like I am eating aContinue reading “Me vs. Her”
Small bites
You won. Consumed me bit by bit. Oh, the pain of each bite you’d take. Your teeth sunk in me so deep, I feel the effect of them years later.
BODY
I can’t move my body. I’ve been laying on the kitchen floor for what feels like hours. The stone-cold floors almost soothe the aching of my body. I can’t stop shivering, yet I’m not cold. The shivering is so bad it feels like my insides are shaking. I taste blood. Something is running from myContinue reading “BODY”
TWICE
Twice I thought I had lost it,So far gone the dreams I once held higher than life were unrecognizable to me.Isolation had become my home.Therefore, my choice to flee to it when things got difficult made sense.I became too comfortable in my own misery.It’s tortuous ways were more familiar than the kindness I was trulyContinue reading “TWICE”
Haunted house
I’ve been scared of haunted houses for as long as I can remember, but no house has ever haunted me as much as the one I grew up in. To the unknowing eye it seems like your regular two bedroom apartment. Living room, kitchen, bath, terrasse, everything you need to make a lovely home. Yet,Continue reading “Haunted house”
The dragon
My mind has always been chaotic. But I guess growing up in chaos will do that to a person. I could write countless chapters about the relationship with mother, but it still wouldn’t even cover half of it. I guess I’ll have to start at the beginning. Growing up I was always quite protective ofContinue reading “The dragon”
Childhood fears
I reach out my hand for your weight to balance me, It is quite a shock when that weight forces me down. I tiptoe so lightly around our wooden floors, I am frightened when I hear you tramp on them. I am hearing a story of a kid at school that badly burnt their hand, Continue reading “Childhood fears”