To the Brink of Extinction 

Day 13  Image: https://www.google.com/imghp
They don’t take turns they do it all at once.Blows, boom,boom; from every direction. Fast and swift, no hesitation.Infinite pain over and over. Puts her under.But nothing stops and nothing will.This is how goes the drill; of a broken mortal, who’s life is so perishable.Her murderous look now a sin to her body.Which is getting rust; falling to pieces and it never ceases. The pain, the ideas the misguided actions. The soul has begun its extraction, leaving an empty vessel behind and it floats away, far away. She’s about to touch the bright light, when a crash sends her tumbling back down. Near the lies and the truth. Near what she should and shouldn’t do. To the abuse and misery that never seems to end. Back to a life without any friends. It’s all his fault, the one who holds the paddles, the one they call doctor. He just couldn’t do it, couldn’t let her go, now she has to finish the life of her show.

-M.Fernández

Copyright © 2016 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

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