The realisation is slow.
But heavy like lead.
The acid on my tongue rises slowly.
Burning my head.
Like chewing ash. Like swallowing glass.
The poison tipped dagger.
Will the pain pass?
The anger. Denial.
So much pain.
Yet all awhile…
I think of what could have been.
Your fault? Mine?
What would be worse?
Yet all awhile…
I put you first....
The cost is high for what I give, yet no one has ever complained. Secret glances, hand shakes in dark corners, that’s my specialty. My greatest weapon is human stupidity and my shield is anonymity. The things I know would would crumble you slowly, the payment my only consolation. But I only trade in power, worth so much more than money. A secret, a confession. Information for information. Your sec...
My breathes started heaving and coming fast. I couldn’t stop the tremor that shook my hands and weakened my knees.
“Are you alright?” A random kid nodded towards me, a mop of dirt coloured hair falling in front of his eyes. I don’t remember what I said as a pounding started at the base of my scull. I do remember the world falling apart and the hand clenched on the phone, screen stuck on the messa...
She ran constantly. Except when she crawled. Occasionally she seemed to stop. She was both merciful and merciless. She did not play into the whims of others and nothing could change her mind. People looked at her for hope, yet she never seemed to be enough for anyone. No matter how much she was misunderstood, she never simply quit. She was completely unmoved by the cries of the world and yet a sec...
Dearest Anonymity,
My love for you will never die,
Time itself will see,
How I long for your presence,
When there are too many around me.
I’m not the same without you,
And I have come to find,
That none know me quite so well,
In the corners of my mind.
My darling, my dearest, I value you most,
My dearest Anonymity, please hold me close....
I’ve learned to drown it out. Mostly.
They echo in my head like a silent cacophony, the throbbing intensity slowly driving me to madness.
Two years can do a lot to a person. It can destroy them. The first time I went into the marketplace after realising I was cursed nearly killed me. I remember the amount of soul crushing thoughts, assaulting me from everyone. I remember my knees buckling and the ...
Blinking away the blur in my eyes, spitting out a poorly tied gag and swallowing the bitter taste of whatever my unknown kidnappers used to knock me out, I slowly survey my surroundings. The only light came through two thick draperies positioned over what I could assume were windows. Stupid to have windows here, but my kidnappers were no fools, the windows must be barred at least. The carpets were...
