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She cries out loud for restitution as she calls out His name.
Rather it be in anger, disgust, or sadness.
Broken promises, faulty actions, and false words have only led to heartbreak. Nothing but tears out of despite of anger and hurt.
Eyes which show nothing but despair.
Treacherous cries that are known from guilt.
Meaningless words, for they are seen as nothing more but lies.
She allows him to leave as she prays, he never returns.
Sunken eyes, sudden weight loss, and dramatic tales only provide the truth behind his actions.
She pleads and begs for prayers to be answered.
Prayers to be saved from the next chapter.
Requests for aid in finding freedom.
As she calls out for those listening ears from above, she feels there is no hope.
Once again she has entered solitude, one bared years ago.
Defeated and drained; financially and emotionally.
Resources scarce and broken laws overlooked.
Prayers not answered,
Pleads not bargained.
What is one to do.
As days pass, emotions intensify.
A tense environment leads to walking on eggshells.
All while lies and manipulation only increases.
Fear is all that is known. Not to be alone, but of what he may do.
About the Creator
Deborah Portillo
I’m just an amateur writer, expressing my hopes, dreams, and nightmares for all to read. A lot of my short stories come from nightmares, while my poems are expressed from hopes, dreams, and feelings.
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