Him

Her trauma (in no way an excuse) her heart was dead.  She endured their rage.  It was to become her life.  How she coped with a reality that horrified her.  She created a reality in her mind.  She wanted to feel.  She didn't know how.  Fractured bones, fractured emotions.  Trauma unseen.  Keeping secrets for what? To protect who?  She deserved to live in the world she so long imagined.   Maybe she would have to.  He wasn't seeking to know her past. He wanted to be part of her future.  He wanted to know her. What would she say?  She would switch them around the life she wished she lived would become her past. The one she lived would become pretend.




It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96