
My divorced mother found a new boyfriend. Screams cannot reach her.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Horror/Tragedy - Words: 585 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 05-11-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2171563
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This new person in your heart,
Has blinded you from all the rest.
He has hidden you from his flaws,
All you see is his best.
--&--
I have screamed to you,
Trying to yell truth to your deafened ears.
My face has turned blue
From all my flowing tears.
--&--
You let him run
Over your domain.
The tortured scream of music
Is all that keeps me sane.
--&--
He beats me into silence
I've been screaming in my head.
When you leave, he traps me in a room,
By God, how I wish he was dead.
--&--
I've returned to my old habit,
After all the years of therapy.
I trap myself like a rabbit,
Inflicting my bloody cuts.
--&--
It feels to me a dream,
A figment from my nightmares.
You never hear me scream,
Your blind, even to my shirt's tears.
--&--
Tonight, you leave the house
I beg you not to go.
Now I am the mouse,
Staring into his eyes of indigo.
--&--
I flee from the room,
As you enter the car.
I want to feel the safe gloom,
He will open up my heart's scar.
--&--
My fingers fumble with the lock,
Frozen sweat beading my brow.
I hear his footsteps coming up the stairs,
Fear is consuming all of me.
--&--
The security of the click,
Is a moments gift to me.
He pounds a fist on my door,
The knob jerks, he's pulling it free.
--&--
My warm blankets I see,
I dive to them and shove them over me.
Hearing the rattle of the knob,
I grab my headphones and hear music's throb.
--&--
The striking chords of music,
Is blaring into my ears.
Tears glisten on my cheeks,
He been doing this for weeks.
--&--
I hear the jangling of a key,
Even through the music.
I hope it's you come to save me,
Turning off the sound, I pray I don't lose it.
--&--
Uncovering the sheets,
I see a light spilling on the floor.
The key is in his hand,
He's standing by the door.
--&--
He walks over to me,
Stopping at the foot of my bed.
I huddle myself closer,
Oh God, I wish he was dead.
--&--
Pain erupts where he hits,
My face is stinging, I know it's red.
His fingers dig into my shoulders,
As he forces me down onto the bed.
--&--
I kick, bite, claw, and scratch,
But, to him, I am no match.
Gripping my wrists in one hand,
The other trails down me.
--&--
I heard your car door,
He didn't, he's still fighting.
I don't want this to happen anymore,
So I start with biting.
--&--
My screams ring throughout the house,
They run outside to meet you.
He forces his mouth on me,
Now I am the mouse.
--&--
Halfway through his deed,
You run up the hallway.
A radiant angel's steed,
Throws him off of me.
--&--
I pull the pieces to my shirt closer to me,
Finally, you heard my plea.
You phoned the police moments before,
I hear the sirens wailing outside the door.
--&--
Your hand claws him across the face,
Blood running from his brow.
You give me another shirt to where,
When you see the massive tears.
--&--
Policemen burst into the room,
Handcuffs take him away now.
Now, at the end of my story,
You say, "I'm sorry."
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