[Saying Goodbye]
By: bittersweet
[packs her bags and plans to run away]
Hiding her face from the world she ran straight and fast until she reached her bedroom once more. She wouldn't, she couldn't stop for anybody. It was to painful to see the kind, familiar faces of her mother, father and sister. She knew that if they knew about who she really was, they would be shamed of her.
Ashamed of their little angel, their beautiful little girl.
And as she lay there on her bed, her head buried in the pillows, flashbacks of breakfast struck her from all angles, just as the boy's hands had hit her from all angles as well. She kept hearing those names; she kept hearing those voices.
Whore, slut, bitch, tease….
And every time they put her down
She makes a fist, and tears come down
She packs her bags and plans to run away
She turned her body around, staring at the ceiling. Don't let them do this to you she said to herself over and over, her tears drying, leaving her rosy cheeks stained with sorrow.
With that she sat up, her expression hardening. She reached under her bed with one arm, looking furiously for the one thing that could bring her salvation at this moment… her suitcase.
She went around to each of her drawers, grabbing things carelessly from each one and throwing it into the suitcase blindly. I can't take this any more she thought over and over again.
She left a sloppy note on her bed, closed the rusted hinges of her suitcase and ran her hand over the worn leather lightly. Then grabbed the handle firmly, she didn't know where she was going or how she was going to get there, but she had that voice inside telling her that everything was going to be OK.
She's saying Goodbye
And leaving tonight
She's wasted all her lonely teardrops
She's saying Goodbye
And leaving tonight
She's used up all her lonely teardrops now…