Rain

I lie awake in my bed.

Rain pounding the roof.

Thunder shaking the foundation.

Lightning revealing all the faults and insecurities.

 

The ceiling looms above me.

Tears stream down my face.

Through blurry eyes, I see him.

A face looming above me.

 

The face is smiling his usual cruel smile.

The bed sheets are rolled back exposing me.

He slowly undresses me.

Undresses me until I have nothing on.

 

Things are done to me.

Things that scare me even in the daytime.

I am hit repeatedly to make me quiet.

I stop my quiet sobs.

 

I succumb to him.

I cannot fight him.

My body goes limp as he touches me.

After an hour, he leaves

 

There is no one to help.

I am left in my bed.

Covered in wetness.

Tears, blood and secretion.

 

I lie awake.

Cold. Unmoving. Unfeeling.

Horrors go through my head.

A nightmare that will never leave.

 

I finally roll the bed sheets back over me.

I'm encased in stickiness.

There's no point in fighting.

Tomorrow night it will be the same.

 

I close my eyes in my bed.

Rain pounding the roof.

Thunder shaking the foundation.

Lightning revealing all the faults and insecurities.

Reviews

[Nath]

Wow, this one is absolutely amazing!
The vivid description of the horrible events and the ugliness of the scene, perfectly framed by the almost identic first and last stanza that express the unchangability of these and the complete and utter defeat of the sufferer.
Especially the last three lines of mentioned stanza are plainly ingenious. Awesome work!

[Relic]

I didn't expect it to evolve into that kind of ending. Very well written.

[Alm]

I have that sinking feeling I always feel. Some part of me wants to scream at her for not fighting back, but at the same time, I just want to reach out and hug her and empathize with her.

"Things are done to me.
Things that scare me even in the daytime."

Those are my favorite lines, it just goes to show how terrified she is. Many things scare me, but nothing scares me in the day (except dogs, but I'm trying to be serious here).

The repetition of the first stanza just sinks my heart even further to know that it's just going to happen all over again.

-Alm

Hauntingly well said, sometimes the inner fear, can bring out rich vivid imaginations, so real, it is real, and it comes back when fear creaps in again. You remember me of someone very special...

Amazing,
E.L.

[Sujash I. Purna]

you've captured the atmosphere so beautifully! Great work indeed! Creates a vivid image in the readers' eyes!

[....]

very well written write.

[Isabelle Faye]

Oh my goodness, this is spectacular. I can't find words to describe it, it just takes my breath away. The pain, fear, betrayal, and utter hopelessness of it is laced and woven through every word. The way you repeated the first stanza goes along with the idea that it all will start over tomorrow and the same things will happen. It is beautifully penned.

[Becky]

This is terribly well written, you really captured the feelings of the character. Brilliantly done and brilliantly tragic, as always.

[Celestial Witch Child]

A true portrait of tragedy and innocence lost. Haunting and beautiful.