Saturday, October 23, 2010

THERE IS NO TICKET WITH A NUMBER ON IT.....

A hundred showers in the hottest standing water wont wash it off… a million bristles on a toothbrush wont take the stench out. You are a rape victim sitting on the floor of the shower as the hot water runs over the immoral compass under your scalp, constantly guiding you to this place of absolute shame…… the painful feeling arising from the consciousness of something dishonorable sticks to the inside of your skin. You stare into the funhouse mirror as the evil clowns in your head fang at the back of your neck, swarming like a ground nest of yellow jackets irritated by the blades of a lawn mower. Its so embarrassing that you cannot speak a word not even to your sickest of friends.

You wished you were different. You wished it never happened. It will happen again….

You will happen again….

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