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Blame…

  • Writer: Shaneika Roxanne Smith
    Shaneika Roxanne Smith
  • May 16, 2023
  • 1 min read

I heard footsteps

I am sure who it is

But

I hid myself under the covers

But

I know him

He is my safe space

Why am I hiding?



She sees his face

The light from the bedside lamp radiates off him

Melanated

STRONG

A stern look on his face

A cold look in his eyes

Nothing can stop him NOW!

He is on a mission

Famished

Will I be able to defend myself?

Helpless!



He gets on top of me

I feel his hands

They are rough

My body

His body

Once our body

Attacked

Fearful



I do everything to loosen his grip

He is hurting me so badly

The endometriosis wants in on the action

My walls sheds a little more

But he will not stop

Not until he's FINISHED



"One last time"

He whispered

One last time

One last time

Her heart drowned

"You made me do it"



He does not seem sorry

A repulsive creature



A few days pass

Weeks

Months

Years

She is still crying

She is vomiting

Sick to her stomach

She blames herself



Where is God tonight?

I try to fight back

Cry

Scream

Laugh even



He leaves her lying there

Maybe he should have buried her

Because she is dead!

It's not a physical death

An emotional one!

She is numb



Is it really her body?

She sees his face

She feels his hands

"One last time," he whispered

One last time !

You made me do it!

I can't say I'm sorry !

I just had to have you !

You are the love of my life !

He is a repulsive being!

Repulsive!


By: Shaneika Smith

 
 
 

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