he found her curled
up on the ground, screaming
her lungs out. he sat down
beside her, not saying a
word as he slowly wrapped
his arms around her thin waist,
and pulled her close, her screams
stopped as she tensed.
and eventually she relaxed
into his grasp, savouring the
moment where there was no
noise, but she could hear her
breathing, the breathing
that made her hate herself.
maybe she thought
if i were dead i'd like
myself better.
