Some Days It’s Easier To Just Imagine Than To Endure…

A woman within the four walls of a house, afraid at all times of the abuser coming back to torment her... what would be her state of mind?

Trigger Warning: This deals with violence against women and may be triggering to survivors.

Some days the halls of my abandoned castle rattle with shouts

Shouts of humans who used to live there

Some days I have the courage to peep through the keyhole

Hoping I don’t find any shadows catching up to me

Some days it’s easy to hide beneath those torn apart bed sheets

Watching my breath form dreamy mists in my make-believe world

Some days they find my hiding space

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Drag me by my hair while I numb myself

Some days it’s easier to imagine my feet while I’m being dragged are just enjoying ballet

Spotlight blinding me in the dark hallways

Some days the tints are too loud for a temporary escape

Those days I’m painting the hallways with my feet, smiling, ready to drown…

Tiptoes and glossy eyes.

Image source: a still from short film Anamika/ Pocket Films

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