She
1
She could smell gas even before she opened the door.
The room was sickly sweet and smelled of rotten eggs;
And there was something not quite right about the window.
2
The house held her newest self; but they had still found her.
A mountain of muscle cross-slashed with scars she had EARNED.
The men were not expecting her to be awake.
3
The bright light contrasting with the dark hallway
Bathing everything in a shimmer glow
A moment to engage or flee
4.
A quickening of steps brought her closer
The closest one fell silently before her
Caught unaware and gasping for air
5
The grasping out at the darkness
The snare of entrapment hot against her wrist
The fear of understanding dawning
6
The shadow behind her new prey turned towards her
The shock of awareness giving way to the wince of mortality
The blade had found a fleshly sheath
7
The hollow thuds of her villain's falling
The quickening of her hands exploring
The jingling of keys grasped tightly
8
The slick imploring of her unhinging
The jangle of her entrapment falling
Freedom tasting like copper on her tongue
9
The strain of standing and
The weight she dragged further
Towards a hopeful escape
10
The searching of her captor
The sickly sweet smell of approaching fire
The destruction of the evident assailant
11
The promise made of retribution
The brand new day shining brightly burning
Her eyes adjusting to the world
12
The desolation of the world now
The unfulfilled promise of brighter days
Tasting bitter upon her memory
13
She strapped the weapon to her person
The supplies scavenged for brighter days
Hope that shivered at her new knowledge
14
A promise remembered that must be kept
A strategy that lacked a first step
A firm beginning of an end
15
Wasteland crying through the trees
Memory brought forth on bended knee
A prayer for loss of bondage- a prayer to go free
16
She shed the skin of ghosts and children
She broke her heart and hid its pieces
A search for peace that has been derailed
17
The world that's ending
She sought only peace
A warrior life thrust upon her
18
Skill learned at younger years
Skills she regretted inbreed into her bones
Skills she used without thought
19
New papers to find new homes
Small bills and smaller caliber
Small minds but bigger dreams- deferred
20
Upon her path she slid imploring
No map to find her destination
A goal to put an end to those child ghosts
21
Waste land scavenged for darker futures
No promises to fill for ghosts
Miles to go before she sleeps - Miles to go before she sleeps
22
Her steps were solid on that scorched Earth
A mission to seek and to find
Retribution for the scars she held so tight
23
The ghosts that screamed behind her eyes
Fuel that kept her moving forward
Darkness blending with crimson dripping
24
New world built upon the ashes
Old world relics that lost their meaning
"No Trespassing" signs upon her soul
25
She held to her weapon tightly
Honesty and grief filled souls
She would preserver against the darkness- She would preserver
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KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Snap shots: a short story collection
Cerita PendekThis is simply a collection of all the short stories not tied to a specific larger writing project but that I want to share.