“engraved In Stone” 5 Poem by persian khushi

“Her Colours Fading Fast”

Six months later
Physical wounds fully healed
But no one can truly know her pain
She was confuses and deeply depressed
Her family adding to her distress
Hoping that she would still accept arranged marriage
Blaming her for how things are all wrong
Not believing yet blaming her for provoking his brutal barbaric assault
Much as her lawyers tried she could not take the lies and deceit
The anger, the pain, her total despair
Even though she was given the morning after pill
She didn’t know the effectiveness of the tablet
Her daily intake of laxatives nearly cost her
Her life
The agonising trauma ebbing away at her life
The feeling of being filthy all the time
His smell fresh in her nostrils
Spending much time in the shower
Trying to wash away he’s touch
Until the water runs cold
Deeply depressed
She hardly ate
Sedation her life
Headaches and anti depressants
Curtains drawn
Months spent in darkness,
Weeping
Her mind a playground of memories
Sleep
Plagued with horrible dreams
If only the floor would swallow her
Or disintegrate into thin air
If not for aunty May’s kindness
Taking her in
Allowing her to wallow
Without lectures and harsh words
Nightmares
Waking up screaming and sobbing
Aunty May was there to comfort her
Like an infant, rocking her to sleep

A year had passed
Her colours are fading fast
She decided not to use the full anti depressant dosage
Gradually weaning herself off all medication
Her successes in the past
She lost everything
Hard work and sacrifices
Irritated with her-self, for allowing this to control her life...

To be continued....