Wednesday, June 6, 2012

screaming softly


He’s screaming.

So loud she can see the anger pouring from his frightening glare.

Still crouched in the corner of the room she keeps her mouth shut knowing that anything she says will not be the right thing, will not pacify him, it will only spark more fury.

Under her breath she whispers unforgiveable things full of hatred, spite, resentment and disgust.

Her eyes flutter closed and with that same whisper she pleadingly sends up a prayer.

Before her eyes reopen, she can hear the footsteps as he leaves, down the hall and through the front door.

It’s over.

For now.

She desperately wants to walk out that same door... and just keep walking…




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