Thursday, September 26, 2013

Dark

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

She wants to it to stop
Begins to cry

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

She lets it go
Who would helper?
Who would care?

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

Does she let him?
Can she scream?

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

Gasping for air, clenching her fist
She sits there, looking around

Her dark black hair
Screaming inside, tears run down her face

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

How to make it stop?
What difference does it make?

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

Disappearing is no option
The friction and pain

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

The touch makes her sick
Someone please help her
Don’t let her faint

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair

She hates it!
Is it over?

She sits there, looking around
Her dark black dark hair

No one to tell
No one will know
Nowhere to run

She sits there, only her dark black hair

Done

K: I love you
F: I hate you, look like your father
K: what did I do this time?
F: you could not find it?
K: find what?
F: my show
K: I’m sorry
F: sorry, how about you get your ugly ass and find it. Oh, and feed your brother
K: but I already looked. I looked in the closet, looked under the bed, looked everywhere
F: I don’t care find it!!! I said find it!
K: I don’t know where to look
Silence
K: please, please, please, don’t!!! I promise I will find it. I promise…
F: don’t promise me anything, you are just like your father you good for nothing.
K: why? Why? Why would she do this? If you exist, if you truly exist why would you let her do this? Talk to me!!! What did I do to deserve this? Look at my face, look at my hair. Do you not feel my pain? Please help me, I beg. Please …
F: get out of there you good for nothing; your brothers need to be fed. Clean the dishes and don’t forget to do the laundry. You’re not my daughter and if you don’t like here you can leave.
K: hey guys! Where is she?
Boys: we don’t know!
K: What do you mean?
Boys: who cares? She said she doesn’t love us. She said she didn’t care. Why do you bother we are better out without her.
K: she is till part of us.
K: You never listen. You never help! What have I done to deserve this? Why do you treat me this way? I’m done!!!! You hear me?!! I’m done…..