The Safe Room
I could learn to live in a room like this. Low ceilings, narrow window. I could learn to stoop and make myself small. No room in this chamber for other bodies,done by design so I can go unseen,so I'd never have to worry about being described behind my back,being slashed across the achiles heel. Better this shruken life than having my soul raidedif I dared to open its lid. What you don't know can't hurt you.In this small room, ...read more
Trust, such a big thing !
Why am I thinking about him again? He is not worth my time and I know that yet I'm lying in bed unable to sleep and all I can do is hate him. Im thinking about my sperm donor of a dad! He used to beat my mum and my older sister, luckily I think he never got to me, by for some reason I'm just as affected by it. He moved away and has started ...read more