We were all sweet girls once…..
There was once a girl, like theres always a girl. Some would look at her and say she was destined for greatness, however every mirror she encountered was smeared. You can find her in the place god can’t see and no one can hear him calling out. Substance all around to impair her every move she didn’t want control, she didn’t want to feel her feet in the 8 inch heels or their hands on her cheap perfumed flesh. It was all a blur, and it became kind of funny. They can have my body but not my soul, split them in half and shutter the other one so doesn’t know whats happening. Have you ever tried closing the eyes of your soul?
Hours pass the night furthers. She’s falling left and right trying to get some sort of grip and maybe phone into her surroundings through the haze. And everyone knows. Theres a man at the end of the bar who has secrets of his own and although there customers are far from average there is something even more conspicuous about his aura at the corner of the bar.
To friendly, too sweet he offers the girl a ride home.
3 days later
Because it’s always a girl, she is found in an alley way. Found being an operative word considering that there was no one necessarily looking. She woke up to be found in the dark with her pants half way down and blood everywhere. Thankful for no bodily wounds, next to her leg was the tampon she was wearing three days ago. She was alive, maybe god found her.