"Hoarder" Khatoon Hazara ||| 5:49pm, Wed. 3/27/19

ts'ed

"Hoarder" Khatoon Hazara ||| 5:49pm, Wed. 3/27/19

I gave myself up for a glass cup and everyday, drip by drip, it fills with my tears

How could I have been so idiotic as to forget my morals

I walked by this very body of water when I tried to dry up my eyes, when I tried to let that sharp blade numb all my pain

"Come to me, you don't belong here, nothing is of any value to you anymore, when at a time, once they were... now..." and then I'd see it

That great shadow looming over me, its' voice like a lumbering bellow, "Now, nothing matters to you..."

He proceeded onto his monologue

But I don't listen

Already, as I gazed upon the hem of his luxurious (oh so soft!) fur coat... and- how many of our dear animal critters have died for its' happiness- his sheer, transparent faceted happiness?

He was quickly fading, only he didn't know it, instead, he looked at me as if he was the one victorious, as if he'd won all that I lost

When he ended the monologue, he noticed something

"You no longer need me, I must leave."

and so he left, bit my bit; fading into the nothingness that first held him captive

he turned back only one time

But he said only these words, and then he left, never to be seen again, "I love you and only you."

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