Drenched in Red

Drenched in Red

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Imagine standing in front of a mirror; a terrifying version of yourself stares back at you that you never thought you'd become. That's where I found myself today-drenched in blood, utterly changed, and desperate to understand how I got there. It was as if I were trapped in an endless, haunting dream. Blood dripped from my hands, reminding me of the dark side I had always hidden. The reflection in the mirror seemed to mock me, a chilling reminder of the unknown depths of my being that I had buried deep within. "Could this be my true self?" All credits for the pictures go to Pinterest. **NOTE FOR READERS** Just be aware that this book contains violence, sexuality, strong language, and other mature themes like abuse, death, and sexual violence or abuse. So, read at your own risk as it's not might not be suitable for some readers. Positive criticism is always welcome since it's my first time writing.
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

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