NO! (TRIGGERING)

Eyes squeezed tightly shut, tears flowing freely down frosty feeling cheeks. Body shaking uncontrollably from the frigid weather. Hands groping, touching, slapping, choking, pinching, hitting. Fire, burning, stomach cramping, screaming, tearing inside, forcing its way deeper within me. Fingers inside unmentionable places, pushing, shoving, violating. Screams steal voice away, nothing left to give. Biting into soft flesh, hot, bright red blood streaming out, sliding across white skin. Floating, moving away, watching them. They seem to engulf the girl with their size, much to big for her, squishing her, seeming pushing her into the ground. Her eyebrows furrowed together in pain as the touch her once trusting, naked body, tearing into it like starving animals.
"It is all your fault! You deserve it! YOU are bad! You abandoned me, now you must suffer! You betrayed me! All that I wanted was to show you what love felt like, and you shunned me, now I will show you what you deserve! YOU MADE ME DO THIS! YOU are a SLUT! A whore! You cannot play with someone's mind and not get punish," he yells at her. She cringes. Crying, apologizing, begging him to forgive her, begging him to stop hurting her. He turns her over onto her stomach, shoving his manliness into that tiny place that she cannot say. The pain is so great that she vomits. So many tears that she cannot see, dirt caking up all over her face. Hands numb and cold from the ropes. The woman lays down in front of her face, legs spread wide, orders her to stick her tongue out, she refuses. The man stops moving, suddenly a warm, slightly burning feeling begins to sting her arm, he sliced into her skin with the knife, tells her to mind, or he would cut her back until she did. She tries and throws-up again. The woman stands and kicks her in her side as he is shoving himself into her, she cannot breathe, coughing, fighting to get her breath back.
Over and over, it never stops, in her mind they never stop hurting her. Too much pain, too much torment, too much for anyone to bear, just too damn much!

*Crying*

People Don't Give A Shit... (No Surprise)

Why would anyone think that others care if they live to see another day? I don't know. Why would anyone feel the empathy of another person's suffering? A willingness to share strength that you have with one who may not, for many different reasons, have as much as you do. Or is it that people with a lack of strength to over come what feels like a hopeless situation, or emotions of hopelessness, are merely weak individuals who have nothing to offer society any longer, so their lives aren't of any further value? Maybe so. If you hold that belief, are you willing to be present, personally, to watch them die? Are you willing to help them end their suffering for the "betterment of humanity?" Yes, I am talking about societal cleansing, the purging of the less deserving, the less fortunate, the needy. The list somehow seems to be growing now. If someone who is mentally ill deserves to be "put to sleep," for the betterment of humanity, soon the list will include the elderly, the physically handicapped, including those with physical weaknesses, like heart problems, cancer, and so on. Now it somehow doesn't seem to be such a great idea after all, or maybe it is, if you are suicidal, but somehow I believe that those who lack empathy are beginning to see the flaws in this plan. So will anyone care more, want to change things for those I speak of, chose to care more, put forth more of an effort? I doubt it. *Sigh*

Just my thoughts.

Just........ Me

Facetious Muses

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Facetious Muses

Sometimes it feels as if the hearts, minds, and souls of two people have joined,and feel the exact same things. *sigh*