Behind Bars: Faith's story

Behind Bars: Faith's story

Lost and alone, a sea of unrest,

A lonely girl's courage put to the test,

No-one understands her, nobody has tried,

Her tough exterior hides what's inside.

Misunderstood, misguided and hated,

A monster inside her has been created,

Hurting and killing, losing herself,

Only one person sees her inner wealth.

Her guardian Angel she can't push aside,

so he helps her push away her hatred and pride,

after trouble with the watchers council and confrontations with B,

 she turned herself in and now waits to be free.

She stared straight forwards, unblinking, expressionless, completely motionless. 7 months she had spent in that cell, doing much the same everyday. But behind that expressionless face lay a sea of thoughtful unrest. Soon she would be free…..free!  Her heart leapt at the idea before an enormous sense of  loneliness and overwhelming came over her. Free? To go where? Who to? Every she knew wanted her dead. Apart from, perhaps, Angel…….Angel, he was the only one who cared if she lived to see another day. He had always believed she had good in her, even after her numerous attempts to kill him, he had still believed. He understood that behind her hard exterior lay a tortured soul. Only one being in the whole world cares. A tear trickled down her cheek, she didn't deserve to be alive. Her thoughts took her back, back to that night so many months ago. She could see herself fighting Angel in the pouring rain, her heartbeat was racing, he refused to fight back properly. Why? She remembered fighting with all her might and at the same time asking herself, why he didn't want to hit her, beat her….kill her? Then the horrible realisation flooded her head, making her dizzy: she wanted to die. Not just wanted, deserved to die! It hit her hard like a brick in the stomach, the thing she wanted most in the world was to cease to exist. She was a monster, she didn't want to be this, she didn't want to be here, in this situation. She was fighting still, weakly and desperately. "Kill me!" she had screamed, "I'm bad, I'm bad!" She had collapsed into Angel's arms sobbing with pain.

A crash from outside her cell brought her hurtling back to reality.

 She had been disturbed from her daydreams but it was not long before she lapsed into yet another: She had packed her bags and was ready to leave, leave Angel's place, he couldn't do anything for her. She met him at the door, he did not attempt to stop her….much. As she walked down the alley he said what she was thinking, 'if she left now she may never be saved'. She stopped turned round and said, hiding her tears, "Help me".

Faith opened her  eyes and hung her head, that was then, at least she'd had someone then, even if it was just one person. But now, she was all alone.