Midnight

The Nightshade Princess
2001-11-21 01:08:41 (UTC)

but your eyes look away....

I feel so worn out and dirty... the pictures in my
mind right now cannot quite be expressed... perhaps it is
better that way. I want to scream until my voice is gone,
to MAKE father notice me. The walls would shake and my
tears would cleanse the filth of 16 years in Hell. He
couldn't argue with all the scars dancing just above my
blue veins. He would HAVE to listen, and not interrupt me
when I am trying to explain. It feels like the end of a
REALLY sad movie, when the main character is finally freed
in life, or else in death, and the final song is played...
something powerful, wistful, and dramatic as the end result
is shown and the credits begin to roll. I just want to
laugh again... I want to smile without crying after, to
find peace unspoiled, want to live without ever looking
back... I want to be freed from this. And he does not
see... does not want to see. And no one could save me
because no one could hear my screamsm, and no one listened,
so I stopped shouting all together.




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