The concept of time
makes my heart squeeze
because it's unfair
and I hate the way
seconds morph into years.
Suki wakes up next to me
every morning
then sneaks back into her bedroom
she's scared Mother will separate us.
My bedside clock projects
a laser image on my wall,
the time reads 6:29 AM
and it's already the
14th of April.
My mind calculates
how long we've been away
from Father and the kids
before I can stop it.
Two weeks.
Something stirs,
dark and unsettling,
in my gut.
I shake my head furiously,
the nightmare
that haunts my sleep
aren't allowed to meddle
in my day,
so I keep the memory back.
Suppress it. Suppress it.
Don't let it overtake you.
Don't think about it.
Don't-
"Blindly-"
D o n ' t.
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Savor The Moonlight - Book 1 | ✔
Short Story[completed] Harmony is empty. She doesn't speak out, nor does she do anything that could possibly spark her father and step mother's rage. Besides, isn't it better to stay quiet than to deal with the fall-out caused by expressing h...
