Sometimes she is lying awake at night,thinking about that water. About that day.
Sometimes she wonders why she can't just forget. Why she can't just let it go.
Sometimes she wishes her mind would just shut up. And then she remembers the way he said those two words,and she cries silently.
Sometimes,most of the time,always
She hates Him
With every fiber of her being,she hates him.
Sometimes,most of the time, always
She hates herself.
She's all the rage. Her skin burns,and her heart drums with the fire of her anger.
She used to think she was incapable of hate.
But now it's all she feels she is capable of doing sometimes.
It blinds her,and she has to stop pretending for a day. Pretending that the anger and the pain aren't there.
And she's a walking flame, that will burn those she loves if she doesn't keep the anger in check.
She knows she turns into an emotionless,silent husk when the rage is at it's peak.
She knows she may speak out of turn.
And she cries alone,because she hates herself for not beig the perfect daughter. For not being smarter. For not being able to speak to them about it.
She knows she can. She knows they want her to. SHE wants to, and she doesn't know why she can't.
She really doesn't know.
She doesn't even know who she is anymore.
For a Septenary period her life was a lie
She doesn't even know who she could have been
She hates him. She hates herself for letting him take over her life. For letting him take over her mind.
When she lies awake at night,the rage subsides ,and the fear, and sadness ,and the pain seeps into her heart.
And when she finally sleeps, and when she finally wakes again the next day,she pulls on the mask,and she smiles,her broken smile.
Why does it still hurt?
Why does he still conquer her mind?
Why can't she let it go?
Why doesn't she trust her God like she used to?
Why doesn't she trust her family?
Why can't it just end?