My voice is weak.
The cords scream.
It's dark here
in this room.
I long to scream
for help.
I am in pain.
Pain of heartbreak
of loss.
You lie next to me.
Thinking of her.
Your eyes move
as if you were stalking
your prey.
The hunt will never end
for the next victim.
The next girl.
The way your eyes meet mine
would fear the undead.
The way your hand feels the stone.
the stone of the last life
fearing of getting caught.
That deepens you in fright.
I see that now.
I see.
I won't be this girl much longer
I won't be stuck
in this loop, that you call a life
I will fight.
I will fight;
fight to step forward.