Hope i am affixed in your memory. Or maybe i am mistaken. Because i ain’t the first milestone down your dingy dark alley. You’ve ”been there, done that” a dozen times haven’t you? Still, face me now. Here i am. Remember me? Yes you do. I am the one you verbally abused and manhandled today, another notch on your belt if i am not mistaken, another trophy in your filthy closet.
Why? Did my clothing provoke you? A pair of trousers and long sleeved shirts couldn’t be revealing, couldn’t have instigated you into behaving with such downright hawkishness. No.Can you defend your pugnaciousness? Can you provide sanctuary to your aggression? Is physical attraction so overwhelming that you lose all sense of being human? I remember the cold glint in your eyes as your gaze turned condescending and menacing, disdainful.
Did you like watching my eyes dilate with fear? Felt good right? A heavily built six feet something frame undoubtedly gave you the advantage to corner and scare me to death. But here’s something you need to know, i possess a strong muscle as well…my brain. And here i am. Telling you, i can’t be petrified. I can’t be silenced.
Karma. We all meet the fate we deserve. And somehow. someday, i will be avenged. And then you will wonder why you’d crossed the path with me.
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