She sat alone with her hollow thoughts. Darkness had set. She wasn't sure how long she had been there. A couple of hours, a few days, she never knew. She didn't understand. Silence all around her. She felt as if she had gone deaf. Everything was quiet.
People always told her she was a freak and that she thought too much. Maybe it was true she couldn't be certain. It had been a long time since she had felt so numb, so empty and so alone. She had forgotten how it felt to be screaming in a crowded room only to be ignored and unheard.
She had no reason to feel it. Until the one she loved turned their back on her. Until that day everything was fine. Then it all exploded in her face. It threw her to the lowest level. She thought she had recovered but she was only lying to herself and possibly everyone around her. Then her heart got broken. She had forgotten. He had been forgiven then a while after it finally hit her of how she had been betrayed. She began to build a wall, a barrier against reality. She didn't want to face the fact that her safe little bubble had been burst.
Lies! That's all it ever was. She was deceitful, lustful and full of double standards. The thing was she never even realised she was doing it. People told her that it was he who was at fault. She didn't believe it. It didn't matter what boundaries he pushed. She believed that she was always wrong and had to make it up to him.
She stopped thinking for a second. At least she stopped the sad thoughts. She remembered the start of it all. Happier times! She smiled as a lone tear rolled down her already stained cheek. The moment didn't last. She could never hold those good thoughts for long.
For a moment she thought she was ok. She believed that the promises were real. She knew now of the lie she lived and continues to live. It was all over.
Now she has finished building the wall. She is reluctant to let people in. She doesn't want them too close. Too much risk! She has shut herself out of the world and now she is dead.
Blog for any creative craziness that comes out of my head. Read at your pleasure.
Sunday, 17 May 2009
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