She would not scream.
She would not cry out for help.
I am the sole entity
witness to the cruelty
which has been forced upon her.
Incapable of freeing her from
this nightmare.
Before me,
she lies holding herself
in the fetal position.
Desperately hanging onto
her last trace of innocence.
YOU ARE READING
Voiceless (Older Version)
General FictionWhat happens in the dark remains in the dark. What is never voiced will remain unheard. How long will you remain voiceless before it destroys you? ~First published on Textnovel.com~
