Darkness Over Eden

This piece is about the past, present and possible future of somebody in particular... i tried write each stanza with a different form and flow as if telling separate but entwined tales of the same person.

She feels the force of his hate
dig deep into her skin,
every blow she takes she wonders
why she is deserving of this sin.
What mistake?
Leather leaving tattered trails
of broken skin,
effortlessly within it’s wake.
She knows her cries and pleas
will not end the pain,
but still she must push
to escape the growing burning
ember of this wicked mans evil flame.

Benediction...
Could not save her
from her bestowed position
within this world.
Rendition...
Delivered pain
within her words.
And her eyes.
Spoke of ail,
spoke of hate,
spoke of lies.
Her souls composition...
Redefining her position,
in this world she cannot relate,
forever entombed within her fate...

...she must wait...

She will not escape.
Never.
Her destiny will not turn,
watch as her river of life
forever burns.
Ashes in its path,
decaying all
with its wrath,
tearing apart everything it passed.
Leaving nothing but a shell,
of emptied will and shattered hope.
No longer grasping chains
of the demons that it woke.
Within her soul.

As she screams,
and as she pleads,
she must ask....

Oh why me?
Why must I stay within this world?
Why can’t breathe?
Why can’t I leave?
There is no hope.
There is no God...
I can’t believe...

I can barely see her now,
engulfed within her darkest hour.
The blackened depths within her eyes
hide the shattered screams
and broken cries.
Within those once beautiful eyes...
I see no life.
She has gone.
I see her turn within,
her hearts contorts,
and her hope rips itself apart,
her own decay
will give the child she conceives,
the very hate that she receives...
For her there is no coming back.
Her raised defenses,
turn easily into attack.
She exploits all she had,
for all she lacks.

I bear witness
as her once glorious soul...

turns further black...

Author's Note

as usual, i want to hear what you think. Thank you.

Reviews

[Nely Amorim]

it was enthralling to read, i particularly loved the last section, it brings it all together but even if it were its own piece it wouldn't be lacking. dark, powerful and moving, it's heartbreaking to read, i especially felt moved by:
I can barely see her now,
engulfed within her darkest hour.
The blackened depths within her eyes
hide the shattered screams
and broken cries.
Within those once beautiful eyes...
I see no life.
She has gone.

[Legion]

Spoke of ail - not sure about what you mean here

Why can't breathe? - I

Twisting the soul to darkness in torment is such a devilish accomplishment. Very well done. Good perspective. Sad how she turns what is done to her unto another. Nicely done though.

[Dani California]

This is a dark and painful piece.

To see one's spirit descend into darkness at the hands of abuse..
hurts my heart to its very core. You've written this quite brilliantly
Dillon, as it travels from the beginning of her descend to the end of
it and you weaved in the cycle that is about to commence through
her child... on down the line. Unfortunately, this is how cycles
begin.. and carry on through generations. Abuse, addictions,etc.

This pains me so deeply. To think so poorly of one's self....
our self images seem to ultimately lie in the hands of others...
from loved ones to strangers. And it shouldn't be that way!
Who are we to cut others down? Ah, I'm about to venture off
on another "pride" speech.... but will stop here.

You've done a magnificent job here my friend, exposing the
horrible effects of abuse. Well done!

[Poetic Injustice]

Dark. Moving. I, the reader, felt helpless as both the subject and object seemed to.