Wednesday, May 14, 2014
pretty angel broken
Pretty Angel Broken.
______________________
She stands before Him Weeping.
Hands over puffed eyes. Neck Red
and Swollen. He considers saying
something, but figures it would be best
to allow her the first word, then go
along with whatever she says.
Moments pass,.. but the crying
continues, and silence grows like
The Darkness Between Them.
Threatening his Sanity. (or what's
left.)
Finally, after three tears shy of
Eternity she Speaks. Her Voice
a Crushed Rose that weeps Sad
Noise.
Her: I'm not shocked you know..
I knew you'd do it eventually.
Him: Yeah...
Her: (eyes shining in anger which
eats the sadness.) That's fuckin it?!
Really?!...
No Honey, dont worry about me..
I'm O.K..no
need to APOLOGIZE!!
(she screams.)
Him: Don't act innocent in all this!
(he replies in anger matching her
own.) I saw the way you looked at
"Him." Like a little lost puppy
offered it's first Bone!
His Eyes Dance with A Madness only
Love or it's Absence could conceive;
and he struggles to gain his composure
as he watches Her turn her neck to the
side, exposing the deep red hand print
already turning the color of purple rage.
(A few more eternities pass before
she finally answers him. )
She: No One Deserves this Stephen.
(she whispers.)
The guilt rises in him now, as he looks
at the bruising..bruising he caused. One
may as well have plucked the wings from
an angel and blown his nose on them.
Tears threaten to overwhelm him but he
chokes them down and lowers his head.
He: You're right. (he said.) I'm Sorry
Baby..So Sorry. It just drives me Crazy
thinking of you with someone else..them
touching you. You..kissing..and..shit.
(his voice fades off..stuttering to a halt,
because he realizes he is digging a bigger
grave with his words, and if he continues
nothing will get him out of it.)
She: (cracking a sarcastic, half grin that
isn't amused in the least.) I'm with you 24
hours a Day, and have never once thought
about being with anyone else. Yeah..at times
I thought about getting "away from you." But
after all the shit you've put Me through I
wouldn't be fuckin SANE enough to try it
again. I would always SEE you in anyone
I met.
Him: (Madness born of Love and
Jealousy returning in his eyes.) Sounds
like you've given it a lot of thought.
(he says suspiciously.)
(She looks at him with a mixture of disgust,
and pity,..but gone is any Ghost of Love
which may have once walked the Halls
of her Beaten Heart.)
She: I don't know what made you this way,
but I don't think there was ever any hope for
us.
(Panic and Fear replace the madness, and
he feels a cold desperation filling his chest
like acidic air.)
Him: Don't say that Baby!..Shit. Please.
I know I get Crazy at Times, but you should
KNOW I'd never.."really" hurt you.
(she snorts hysterically at this as if he's told
a Stupid Joke.)
Her: oh...Hell..where to even begin. Ha ha!
(she laughs madly,..but madness always sounds
better from the Throat of an Angel. So he finds
himself strangely intrigued.)
Him: Look..after today I'll start trying to trust
more, and work on my issues, o.k.?...You just
have to understand how my Life has been..I'm
always getting fucked over by people, and I
don't mean to take that out on you. But you SAID
you loved me,..and if you truly did we could
work through this.
Her: (sorrow filling her eyes intensely now.)
Not this Time..Even if I wanted to..and I'm
not sayin I do..but..I can't Stephen. I'm sorry.
(The room stirs with a foreign electricity
unseen, the kind felt in your head and heart..
like an evil one breathes.)
Him: (walking towards her, and moving
his hand out to touch her face.) but
baby!..
(She doesn't say anything,..merely stares
down at a random place on the floor, as
if it may distract her from looking into the
Burning Eyes of this Man who had loved
her To Death with Madness.)
Him: Baby!...
His Eyes fill with Newborn Fear,
as he tries caressing her cheek, only to
discover that his hand has passed through
her face, and she is no longer there.
(Then he walks toward the door, heart
beating in desperation, and screams in
Hell's Horror as he looks upon the
Pretty Angel Lying Broken on The
Floor.)
j.stephen.h.
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