Deathly silence wanes above,
fear and hate, share their love.
Skies darken, victim to boiling hate,
now it nears, the galaxies' fate.
With a sigh, a young woman looks out at the setting sun. The beautious mixture of reds and yellows would normally bring a smile to her sweet young face, but not today. No, today was one that filled her heart with remorse as she fell victim to such a horrid fate.
Tears begin to fill her deep blue eyes as the realization that the essence of her innocense has been ripped from her very grasp rears its ugly head again. She ponders in her mind the various ways that it might be her fault. Perhaps she had invited the attack? She wasn't sure quite how that might have happen, but surely it was her fault? Wasn't it? Why would her stepfather rip away the purity of her virginity if she hadn't invite him to do so? Why would he violate her in such a way without just cause?
Surely it was her fault.
The woman turns her tear-filled gaze back at the house and sees her mother coming toward her. She quickly wipes the tears away and tries to act as if she is perfectly normal. The bleak attempt at normality fails miserably as her mother looks deeply into her sad blue eyes and asks her what's wrong?
Her nose scrunches up just a bit the young girl ponders over what to tell her mother. Should she reveal the horrible things he had done to her? No, she couldn't. To do so would ruin not only her own life, but her mother's as well. No, she had to keep the secret, just as he had told her to do. As her face returned to normal, she uttered forth a quick answer.
"I had a bad day at school, mum."
The girls mother put her arm around her and smiled, offering advice.
"It will get better, honey. I promise."
Suddenly, the security monitor flipped off, leaving utter blackness as the only thing left. The woman, now twenty, who had been watching the screen began to sob. Why did she make herself watch these films? Perhaps because she still wished for insight as to why she had been violated and had her life ripped away after her stepfather had impregnated her some five years ago? Maybe that was it.
Suddenly, she looks toward the door with a smile as she sees her young son walk in. She thought to herself, "How much potential he has to be someone in his life.."
fear and hate, share their love.
Skies darken, victim to boiling hate,
now it nears, the galaxies' fate.
With a sigh, a young woman looks out at the setting sun. The beautious mixture of reds and yellows would normally bring a smile to her sweet young face, but not today. No, today was one that filled her heart with remorse as she fell victim to such a horrid fate.
Tears begin to fill her deep blue eyes as the realization that the essence of her innocense has been ripped from her very grasp rears its ugly head again. She ponders in her mind the various ways that it might be her fault. Perhaps she had invited the attack? She wasn't sure quite how that might have happen, but surely it was her fault? Wasn't it? Why would her stepfather rip away the purity of her virginity if she hadn't invite him to do so? Why would he violate her in such a way without just cause?
Surely it was her fault.
The woman turns her tear-filled gaze back at the house and sees her mother coming toward her. She quickly wipes the tears away and tries to act as if she is perfectly normal. The bleak attempt at normality fails miserably as her mother looks deeply into her sad blue eyes and asks her what's wrong?
Her nose scrunches up just a bit the young girl ponders over what to tell her mother. Should she reveal the horrible things he had done to her? No, she couldn't. To do so would ruin not only her own life, but her mother's as well. No, she had to keep the secret, just as he had told her to do. As her face returned to normal, she uttered forth a quick answer.
"I had a bad day at school, mum."
The girls mother put her arm around her and smiled, offering advice.
"It will get better, honey. I promise."
Suddenly, the security monitor flipped off, leaving utter blackness as the only thing left. The woman, now twenty, who had been watching the screen began to sob. Why did she make herself watch these films? Perhaps because she still wished for insight as to why she had been violated and had her life ripped away after her stepfather had impregnated her some five years ago? Maybe that was it.
Suddenly, she looks toward the door with a smile as she sees her young son walk in. She thought to herself, "How much potential he has to be someone in his life.."