Everything was slowed down, I lived the moment as if it was a year and the gruesome thoughts within me were passing by ever so slowly, stabbing me in their way and my scream took a day to end, but it didn’t, I cried and screamed as the devastated memories destroyed my aged mind, and years passed until my screams died out. The vile watched carefully as I suffered endlessly and with a gesture from his heretic hand, I fell on the ground, I was breathless and resistless. He moved closer to my inanimate body, tracing my wet cheek and picked me up to the nowhere. I realized that the years I spent in suffering, they were only a mere moment
- Author: Kira (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 3rd, 2016 06:19
- Comment from author about the poem: Sorry for my English, it"s not my first language.
- Category: Short story
- Views: 8
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