Tucked away in a cold damp basement was the remains of a shattered family: The Foolish girl and the man of her life. Smashed picture frames and empty bottles lined the path to this story.
How had they resorted to this? How did He resort to it? For the every tear that slid of her pale face there was an Pain-filled shriek paired along, The blow was to horrific to bare as she longed to hold onto reality...Just For a few more minutes. The silence which had taken up the room just minutes before was pushed out as anger filled the space between their mouths. She never wanted this. She wanted love, what a powerful thing it was. Love grabbed and controlled her body and blinded the weak girl she was. Yes what a powerful thing love is. She was stuck in a pool of confusion with no ladder out, just a drain which would suck her into disaster's hand.
It wrangled her to love the one she despised the most now, changing her thought and reigning her in. He was all too used to this, This Power. First the sorrow filled drinking then the one way battle would begin. The game, merely a thrilling game in the eyes of this man. Tear soaked memories and terror filled nightmares was all she could see, All that she would see for the rest of her miserable life.
Tick Tock Tick Tock..She waited for the rope to swing and make its next agonizing mark. Staining her skin with red and purple signatures
"I hate you." That was all her breath released, all she could do- No all that she would do.
His hold on her was too strong, Her mind was still shackled: She didn't mean it. She Loves him that's why she bares this treachery. He stole her heart and crushed it to smithereens this in turn made denial her new best friend, all denial did was create a façade for her, It just made the girl worse. Love was a tool of Manipulation. Her mind was swirling in thought of what had been happening...Grief..sadness..it All washed into her head then finally..
Abyss.
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