The Bernice Infestation!;

Monday, April 10, 2006

-Driving me to the Edge-

As she sat on the wooden pier
Her bared and undeniable fear
And the dripping of her silent tears

She sat there all through the night
Through the rain
In her lonely plight

Wondering why it had to be this way
Why it couldn’t be easy
Until the first light of day

She scrambled to her feet
Walking up to the house
Watching to see if her stepmother was around

When there was only silence
She slowly walked up to the fence
Slowly turning round the bend

Until she was seen by the unseen
She cried her silent tears again
Watching her stepmother’s eyes gleam

Stuck in the basement
As the day wore on
Pooled in her heart was only resentment

Trust in her stepmother
Three years ago was shattered
The first time she was dropped

Stuck in the basement
As the day wore on
Pooled in her heart was only resentment

Trust in her stepmother
Three years ago was shattered
The first time she was dropped

Judging by her watch
Two days it had been
All she wanted to do was drink

Thirst burned like fire
Water and food her main desire
And her eyes like lead, tired

She found an old rusty knife
The same one her stepmother used
Three years ago to end a rat’s life

The blade was still sharp
It could still be used
She could end it all really soon

First her left wrist
Watching blood spill out
Feeling nothing but grief

Watching the crimson red form a puddle
At the hem of her skirt
Her hands uncontrollably shuddered

She didn’t want it to end
Not really
But this was the way it had to be

She screamed and yelled
Into the night
Startling an owl about to take flight

“Why? Why did it have to be?
I didn’t do anything
And now it’s all going to end like this”

As she watched the blood drain from her arm
She had the calmest feeling
Although it was strange

Her vision blurred soon
But she could see clearly
The silhouette standing at the front of the room

Coming closer every second
Step by step it came
Cuddling her into her arms

“It’s time to come with me
I know you suffered much
But I promise it’s going to get better now,”

Her mother pulled her daughter to her feet
And suddenly her pain was gone
A sense of peace instead

As they walked on
She looked back and could see
Her own still form on the floor

As they walked on
Mother and daughter
She could see how it could all be better

| so spoken! @ 9:35 PM|

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