DEEP
The Jeep swerved back and forth. Eric did his best to drive ahead of the gang chasing them.
But they were not going to stop the chase. Not even as they approached a cliff.
Eric looked at Sam. He told her to trust him. With tears in her eyes, she gave a nod & their car went over the cliff.
The car went flying into the air before making a SPLASH into the frigid waters. Eric held his breath and tried to make his way out of the Jeep, the door didn’t even budge. He pushed it and a flood of the sea water flowed into the car.
He pulled Sam’s hand and did his best to hold her tight. As soon as he was almost reaching the top of the water, he slowly lost his firm grip around Sam.
Eric gripped her hand~ tighter & tighter- until he felt her let go. He pushed himself, diving toward her...her body sank into the water and he could not hold his breath under water for much longer..
His head rose from the water and he gasped for air. He looked around to see if the coast was clear. He dived back into the water to see if he could spot Sam’s body. Nothing. She was gone.
#DEEP
18 June, 2020 (Thursday)
Until She Let Go
I looked up from the ground and to my side, where she stood. She was staring at me with a sad, lonely expression. This made my heart crack. I shuffled a bit, folding my arms in front of my chest, then shuffled some more and stuffed my hands in the pockets of my jeans.
We stood for a bit longer in an unsettling and heart wrenching silence, until she spoke.
''So...'' she murmured, quietly, glancing to her right to lock eyes with me. I stared deeply into her eyes and realized that she looked tired. ''I guess I should go?''
My stomach flipped when she said this and, instinctively, my left arm stretched out towards her. She cocked her head in question and I just smiled with a shrug. I waved my hand a bit, insisting that she must put her hand there. When she did, I held it, clasping her hand in mine.
For a moment, we just stood there, hand in hand, not saying a word, not even looking at one another.
She shuffled again and I knew why; she wanted to go.
Leave,
Scatter,
Run off.
I dropped my head, then gripped her hand tighter and tighter and for a second, I thought she tightened her grip on mine, too.
Maybe she'll stay, and not leave me.
But I sighed, when I felt her loosen her grip and let go. It felt like water filling my lungs and entire being.
And as she turned, and walked away slowly and solemnly, the water all rushed out as if it has been building up inside of myself, the tsunami of waves and pain and exhaustion just rushed out, making me feel hollow and empty.
What now?
What next?
I turn, too, and watch her walking. I thought she'd turn and run back, but she didn't.
I thought of running after her, calling her name, but I didn't.
This is what she wanted,
What she thought was best.
I have to respect it, I guess.
...
18.6.2020
I dont fit
Your love is calling my name
You are my drug
I crave you everyday.
You run thru my veins
If you need space
Then just walk away.....
I dont want you too.. just
Seems You know how to fuck me up
Then make it ok
I guess that's just your game.
I've cried inside most nights
Thinking of life without you.
How I wish that was a 2 way street,
I love you with everything that I am
But it seems like I dont fit in your heart.
I love you.
Bon appetite
coated with sugar,
laced with cyanide,
dipped in honey,
spiked with arsenic,
covered with icing
dripping venom,
sweet,
toxic,
candied,
deadly.
she craves to have a taste.
i won’t be stupid enough to taste it.
i offer you to,
perhaps,
have a taste?
i mean,
after all,
it’s yours.
and i thought,
that maybe,
you ought to try
your own concoction.
and after all,
they play on your lips every day.
so it makes me curious
and I wonder,
why do you never swallow?
so I'm gonna shove it down your throat with you begging for it.
like how you make all the other girls do it.
bon appétit
it's time to eat your words
Viewing Hour
Watch
the Summer’s
turn
of season change,
at first,
minute.
Leaves,
freckled
’round
the edges;
Autumn
bruises flesh
like fruit.
“Your time”
it stole
what once was
ours;
the day was
struck
with night
as trembling
hands
of fresh cut flowers
felt your
lack of life —
to memorize
your face,
I drown
each second
I recall:
an hourglass
turned
upside down
the teardrops,
timeless,
fall.
Watch
the Winter’s
lengthened eve’
and
clocks
wound
to the new:
before it was
our
time to grieve
&
after losing you.
Evelyn
Esther and I, I and Esther
I had her and she had me
That’s all we ever had, and
That’s all, we ever wanted.
Today. Today, I will have my revenge. Today, I will make them pay for every sin they have ever committed. Today, Esther will finally find peace.
We were orphans. Had no one else in the world. But she never, in my life, made me feel alone. We laughed, we cried, we played, we fought. She was always there for me. She was my father, my mother, my sister, my everything.
“Esther, Esther.” I tried to wake her up. I knew she never would. But, an absurd emotion took hold of my mind; Hope. It tried to show me light when there was nothing but darkness.
Today, it all comes to an end. Today, I will have my vengeance. Today, my sword will taste bitter blood for one last time.
I made my way through the stone laid path. I knocked at the carved wooden doors. He was on the run for long. Long enough. The silence did not last long. The open doors revealed a tall, well-built man. But, his eyes were no longer terrifying. They were impassive. They simply stared at me.
“You are here to kill me,” he said. I stayed silent. Suddenly, he fell on my legs. I quickly moved backwards. But his act was not one of assault, but of submission. He was crying. “Forgive me, please, please do not kill me, please don’t.” he pleaded.
For a moment, an Evelyn I had long forgotten captured my mind. Me, Esther, our little home. But not for long, the loud cries of my sister filled my ear. He was still crying “Please, I am sorry, I am sorry.”
“Maybe God will hear you.” A sudden swish of my sword displaced his head from his body. Blood. Bitter blood. But no more. It’s over. I have had my revenge. I have had my vengeance. Esther will now rest in peace. And maybe I will rejoin her one day.
Esther and I, I and Esther
I had her and she had me
That’s all we ever had, and
That’s all, we ever wanted.
#fiction #opinion
Over and Over
You are fine.
You haven’t been hurt;
there are no bruises,
no cuts,
no broken arms.
You
are
fine.
He didn’t touch you.
He never forced himself on you.
He didn’t do anything to you,
he stopped,
it didn’t happen.
You
are
fine.
It was just,
a word,
or two,
no harm.
He still loves you.
He
l o v e s
you.
He didn’t mean it.
You are just overreacting.
You wanted to show him
your body,
you wanted to see
his—
You
are
fine.
He never called you a bitch
or a slut
or just a woman,
it was just once,
a meaningless thing.
He didn’t hurt you.
Your heart
isn’t broken over
stupid words.
He only said them
a couple of times.
You deserved to hear them.
He didn’t mean them.
You
are
fine.
You are overreacting.
He wants you,
you want him.
You want sex.
You want it.
You asked for it.
He never touched you.
You were drinking,
you didn’t know what was real,
it wasn’t real,
he loves you.
You
are
f i n e.
YOU ARE FINE.
YOU ARE FINE.
YOU ARE FINE.
(I am not fine, please help me).