Monday, July 19, 2010

Paper Faces - 12. Break

Never in my life have I flinched and shied from words. Now I feel their keen sting.

His cool reserve cracks, his voice a harsh whip that mercilessly lashes out, recounting a life I couldn't imagine enduring.

My heart breaks, anger crumbling into pity. Pity fuels his rage.

An uncontrollable erection. Friends teasing. Hiding but not denying. Watching from afar.

Hero worship. Rejection. Humiliation. Abject disappointment.

A downward spiral into darkness.

A deluge of words, venom and nectar in one, and as it scours my skin, I finally see.

He risked it all on faith.

Shattered when it snapped back.

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